*tentatively plugs laptop into strange british outlets*
...
Oh, excellent! It didn't explode.
I have napped on just about every surface in
lazlet's house and am feeling much closer to normal. I'm still tired enough to fall asleep when I go to bed tonight, but not that sort of bone-deep, stomach churning tired that I was when I stumbled off of the plane this morning.
In other news, I'm making dinner tonight -- lemon-ginger stirfry with black eyed peas and possibly dirty rice -- and all the prep work is done. I'm just waiting for Ms.
lazlet to return from her run to
blythley's new flat to put it all together.
omg england! london is my favourite place that i've ever been. i get england-sick when i'm at home.