Further

To which I respond:

Oh my lord, I didn't know you were coming. I wasn't ready.

I will be.

See you in ten days.

And his speedy return:

i know man, i didn't think you would be.
just lookin' out for ya.
i'll bring some epinephrine loaded hypodermic needles, but i'm afraid you're going to administer them to yourself.

So now we're counting down.

And already there's been beer and liquor with Glenn, on not his first or second but in fact third night in town--no more time to waste.