Rude awakening: 3:40 AM.
Internet connectivity: S... l... o... w... and my mail server's been down most of the day.
Days to departure: 46.
Managed to get some work done today, which is little short of miraculous given how tired I am. Ian took me to see another show tonight in Hammersmith, which I'll write up tomorrow -- assuming I manage a night's sleep.
If not, look for me in the morning newspaper headlines. I'll be the one described as the crazed Canadian who flipped out and committed unspeakable acts of violent horror on his flatmates, but who was exonerated because no jury in the world would convict him, given the circumstances...
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