Whilst waiting for my data to be processed by my Milanese colleagues, I have very little to do. The power adaptor for my laptop is just one of the many useful items in my suitcase (from whom I am still estranged), which, along with the strict firewall here preventing me from logging in to the computers at Berkeley, rules out trying to do any proper work. Instead, I have proofread everything that has been put in front of me (which took no time at all), and to fill the rest of my very blank schedule have read every last bit of World Cup news, written all the e-mails I could think of, and surfed MySpace to death looking for people I know.
And having exhausted all those proper procrastinatory options, I am now busy with practical matters - paying the gas bill, applying for a credit card, house-hunting... at this rate there is a real danger that my whole life will be organised by the time I get home, rather than the vague shambles that it often resembles.
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