Calling it a day.

One down, two to go
before leaving for
Seoul.

As such I have been hard at work in the office, editing that stupid book. The more I read my colleague's chapters, the more I want to chuck the whole thing in the bin. His writing is really shite. Everything is repeated at least three times and stating the obvious is his literary style. But anyhow, I've been letting it simmer till the pot is black on the back burner, and I can't keep it there forever.

But I can't stay awake either. I'm knackered. I'm heading home for a nap.

Will run out to the waterfront tonight. Haven't done that in quite a while!