Back now - yesterday, really, but still. Sleep good. Words later - tomorrow probably.
Love, to everyone I've seen and everyone I've not seen.
...has so far yielded a couple of Martins, someone who is indeed dressed as Boy George, terrible photos of The Man Who Would Be Paul (but can't because he's not cute enough), and Now That's What I Call A Really Unnecessary Number Of Pictures Of My Girlfriend.
Not Enough Camgoths. I demand Camgoths! Damn it.
(Sorry. I'm really very tired. Can't sleep, burning up, worried about people, bored out of my mind, etc. Hmm, time to go and dig out some acid and sugar methinks.)