I pulled an all-nighter... I can't remember the last time I did that! It was probably some BARGE, but I don't think it was last year. I actually gave up about 2:00 and decided to get a couple hours of sleep, but after tossing and turning in bed for an hour I gave up on giving up and got up. (I'm perversely amused by that sentence. Blame it on sleep deprivation.)
I'm now at SFO where I fly to Chicago, and then to London. I made the very troubling discovery that my company's London office is about two or three blocks from my hotel, so my plan is to wander over after I arrive and say hello to folks. Yeah, this is just my style-- I'm on vacation, so the first thing I do is go to the office.
I've always said that I can pack for a trip out of the country faster than I can pack toys for a playdate, so last night I timed myself. I went from an empty suitcase to being in a position where I could walk out the door in nine minutes flat. That's actually disappointing-- I probably would have taken the under on five minutes.
Totally random question-- what is a crumpet? I assume it's some sort of biscuit. Is it something that I could reasonably buy and bring back with me?
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