I did a little better on the waking up thing, although I stayed in bed too late for Friday men's prayer. Even so, it's good to be up in enough time that I don't feel all in a rush. Rushed days begin poorly, and they often have enough inertia to remain that way.
No plans for the weekend. I'd probably resent any social commitment at this point anyway. Better to be free to just see what happens. My brain is toast and I keep staring vacantly into space.