Quick update from Manchester

Had my first curry yesterday. Was v. pleased. Coworker more-or-less randomly announced whe could/should have asked Becks to open conference, for variety of reasons. Had v. hard time to not burst out in girlish giggly glee. Heh.

Am so about to crash, hard. Seriously. Must go have lie-down during second afternoon session, or I won't make it to the end of this thing. Which would be bad, since I'm the designated IT person right now.

Shoulders: "Ow."
Head: "Ow!"
Stomach: "I'm empty and hungry, but I'm going to make all food sound sompletely unappealing, just to be a nuisance."

Must. Not. Crash.

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It's amazing what a difference a nap and a hot-and-cold shower will make. Feeling much better now. Also want to steal these showers. Mmm, force.

And it took me ages to type that because of the stupid keyboard. Sniff. I miss my little bizarro world computers> :( Stupid British keyboards and right-handed mice.

Ooohm drinks reception. **wanders off in the general direction of a gin-and-tonic**

(The hell? When did I start drinking G&Ts?)