Woke up to George Bush Jr’s best faux pas of his campaign so far. Indeed a lesson for us all - always make sure the microphone is turned off before you call some bloke an asshole in front of 4000 people. John’s vanity case of pills now on its way and its place comes the warning to bring my own syringes to Bangalore. Apparently part of the registration process there is to have an AIDS test. Using the local hospital’s hardware is not advised, so... The nurse at the surgery took it reasonably well, I think. Will find out tomorrow I guess.
Also realised that drinking binge to celebrate leaving and Dev’s moving on is night before most important meeting at Wrox. God’s irony mode must be full on.