I just had a full cooked breakfast. The eggs weren't made of eggs. The bacon was bad/wrong. Even the water tastes bad. With food this horrid, I really don't understand how fat Americans exist.
How will I comfort eat when the food is what I need comforting from?..
Conference starts properly in about an hour. Last night's functions were pleasant. A local, Kirk, showed me around and gave me someone to pretend I had friends with at the film, festival and open bar function afterward.
Heavy sleep deprivation combined with an open bar proved a less than ideal combination. The lack of sleep had made me quite manic (which is still proving an issue), so I'm probably making everyone think Kiwi's are insanely cheerful and friendly to everyone ever.
I think a student from Toronto may have been hitting on me, but the whole manicness thing makes such trust in my perception illogical.
American cheese isn't cheese either.
I got to bed, fell asleep and woke at about 4am, which in real time is 8 this evening, and then couldn't get back to sleep. Looks like I'll stay sleep deprived for a while more.
Doh, Couchsurfing.com is down - and I still need to sort accommedation in Toronto.
I should go, before I start complaining about the crapness of my host country any more. I'm starting to hope the terrorists win.
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