I should go home soon.

02:30 am. Still at Sarah's place.

She looks pretty busy trying to sort out some SPSS print-outs.

Oh God, I hate statistics.

Savage Garden is playing on iTunes.

My elbows are getting a little tired from lying on the floor rifling through stacks of notes.

The eyes are tired and the brain is threatening to rebel.

Got one section left to plow through on my thesis and some stats to complete.

Just read Amelia's reaction. Let me just say, I'm so very sorry. I feel like such a huge fuckwit right now.

James Blunt's You're Beautiful just started on the player. How beautifully ironic.

Sarah's hungry. Oh boy.

This is going to be a long long long night.