>> What, because I can tell myself "at least I'm not as crazy as these
>> guys"? :-P
>
> That's certainly one way of putting it, but I was thinking more of
> distracting your mind from whatever it is that seems to have caught it
> itself in an infinite loop.

I think I'll need a bigger distraction. Maybe back when we were getting 
30+ messages per hour...

> BTW apropos Stephen's reply: when are you next going to slide on snow
> with sticks attached to your feet?

Given that I am now a home-owner, I presume I will never again be able 
to afford such a thing.



I'm not done travelling though. Let me tell you a story: The other 
night, at about 1am, I got a text message. So I pick up my phone, and 
I'm like "if this is PPI, I'm not gonna be happy!" It turns out it was 
my little sister. "Hi Andrew, hope you're well, oh by the way, I just 
got engaged." DAMN! I didn't even know my sister HAD a boyfriend until 
quite recently... and now she's going to MARRY the guy! O_O

I thought my sister would never marry. Not that she's a player - far 
from it - just that she's very fussy about boys. Every boy she's ever 
been with, she's eventually said "you know what? You're bugging me. Get 
lost!" She's had several multi-year relationships, but they all ended. 
This one, apparently, is for realz.

So yeah. This is going to mean some big changes. First, the guy she's 
marrying lives in America. So she's moving to America, and I'll probably 
never see her again. Second, his entire family is Greek Orthodox, so 
she's in training for that. (I really hope this doesn't mean she turns 
into one of those crazy religious fundamentalists...)

Oh yeah. And the wedding is happening in Boston. (I don't know where 
that is yet.)

On the one hand, I really don't want to go to America. I don't went to 
spend thousands of pounds to sit on a million-hour flight to end up in a 
hostile nation and spent two weeks jet-lagged.

On the other hand, IT'S MY SISTER'S WEDDING! She's my only sister, it's 
the single most important day of her entire life... what sort of 
arsehole would I be if I'm not there?

So... yeah. Obviously I have to be there. Naturally I'm terrified. But 
the wedding doesn't happen for ages, so no need to panic just yet. (The 
wedding is approximately 1 year from now.) Plenty of time to worry about 
it later.

So there's that.

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