Woe, oh, woe.

Nothing quite like sitting up and trawling the web until supid AM to make you feel alone in the world. Alone and unloved.

Although perhaps that's just my standard Cape Town blues talking. In fact that's exactly what it is since well, while I'm technically alone at the moment (with sleeping parents in next room, sleeping brother one down, and bored cats making guest appearances) I'm far from unloved when I'm at home.

Amazing how fast they set in though. Small wonder I can't bring myself to stay here any longer than a nice holiday will dictate. Deepest tragedy. Feel my pain.

Anyway, the main point of this post, other than to keep me from bed for a futher 5 minutes, is to say to anyone who reads this and cares: "Heya, I'm in Cape Town for three weeks! Give me a call if you want to do something."