Bloody hotel. Had to call on reception 2 times at 4:30 to have them quiet some down people throwing a wild party in the room below ours.

There's an amazing number of students in my Historical Dialectology class who believe that Kent is in Norfolk. Or Suffolk, ocasionally.

Phone receiver sticking to base in hotel room when trying to order food. Yuck.

I'm in hell. Birthday party at the hotel, everybody gathering in the hotel bar where I'm trying to work. Terribly dressed people everywhere.

sitting in the lobby of the Future Inn at Cardiff.

Translation done, sent to publisher, invoice done, too - better go to bed now!

I bought a netbook on phone advice from Alyx while in the store.

translating an ipod game.

I've been trying to upload a picture for a Twitter account I just made for a Victorian RPG for over an hour now. Twitter is weird.

I swear I just had a student here who firmly believed I was a huge snake and she a small, timid bunneh. Totally transfixed. Oh, my.