Hmm. Got home from 11th Hour via work last night. Touched base with Sarah when she got home (not a euphemism). Squeed madly at a drawing my nephew had sent me and the message inside that he loves me lots and lots and lots! There will be scans, probably. Then went to bed at about 8, and have woken up about half an hour ago but am still frankly shattered and will probably head back to sleep again soon. I'm not sure if this is compensating for the sleepless nights at the Hilton (the bed wasn't uncomfortable or anything, but for some reason I didn't sleep very well at all; and then on the Sunday I didn't get to be until gone midnight), or just my general state of shatteredness, but anyway, yeah, I need Zzzs.
Made new friends at 11th Hour. New friends are cool. :-)