-I've lived in Holland and I've lived in England, both for somewhat significant amounts of time, and I still can't freaking figure out 24-hour time. Well, of course I understand it, but I can't memorize it. I can never remember what 20:00 is without counting...my instinct is to say 10:00 PM, but it's actually 8:00 PM. I just made myself a nice chart to help me remember, but I think it's a permanent affliction.

-So. The medicine I'm putting on my foot seems to be making my skin schlep off. Strangely, it's not really doing that so much to my foot as it is to my hands: I look like a lizard. I'm stopping using it, since in the little packet of information, any skin irritation and itchyness is supposed to be a "serious" side effect (though kidney problems and stomach pain are "less serious," oddly enough). Sigh.

-My new, doctor-ordered sneakers definitely don't let my toe move around as much, but I figure once they're broken in they will. Perhaps then they'll also STOP GIVING ME THE WORST BLISTERS EVER. One of them now has some pretty good blood stains on the inside.

-I bought pint glasses yesterday in order to better monitor my Ribena drinking problem. 4 classic pub pint glasses for £2! So now, instead of making lots of little glasses of Ribena all the time, I can make fewer yet bigger ones. I think this might mean I'll drink slightly less in the end, albeit only by a bit, since I wonder if you can actually OD on vitamin C. Rosie and I calculated it, and I drink three double-servings of Ribena a day. This is 1000% of the RDA of vitamin C, TEN TIMES the recommended amount. Besides this point, however, Ribena is pretty expensive. Besides that...well, I just feel pretty English drinking out of a pint glass. It would be lovely if pubs served Ribena. I think some have it in juice boxes behind the counter. If I ever find this in a pub, why yes, I WILL order a juice box from a bar and drink it happily while everyone else is having lager.

-After some polite yet urgent requests, UEA will hopefully get back to me with an official answer on Wednesday about whether I'm in for the next year or not. Everyone helping me has been very optimistic, so I have been too, but the fact that they've taken their damn time granting me academic concessions makes me a slight bit worried. Then again, I have like five different UEA people on my side to contest it if need be. However, I NO LONGER HAVE THE TIME TO CONTEST IT. There are things I need to get back to Dickinson with now, and I just kind of want all of this sorted, especially because they told me it wouldn't take anywhere near this long.