So. I told you all I would be embarrassed about the cannonball thing. I am. I was strolling around London after posting that yesterday and realized, that of course, it's a cannon. Please blame jetlag and lack of food for my mental blockage. I really just couldn't think of the word.

Anyway, I had to go to the office that gave me my visa today for this weird orientation session. It was boring. I also forogt to take my passport so I have to scan a page of it to show it got stamped at customs. I need to find a scanner. or a fax machine. I also tried to go to the Macmillian Cancer Support Center, but I couldn't find it. The road ended before the adress came up. That was confusing. I am back at my cousin's flat now. Tried to convince myself it was a good idea to go do something entertaining, but I am so damn tired I can't move. I'm packing for Ireland. I have to make sure my bag is less than 10 kg. Which is "about" 20 pounds, otherwise Ryan Air is doing to charge me per extra pound. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but I'm taking my laptop, which is heavy. I wonder if I can just wear alot of clothes on the plane....

I'm not really entertaining today. I need a nap.