Oh dear… it’s never a good sign when you return from holiday and find yourself losing it completely within an hour. It’s as though everyone involved conspired to push all my buttons at once, rather than allow me to settle back in gracefully. I’m being dramatic here, of course, I “never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity”.I didn’t get home till 10PM last night, but still managed to fit in two episodes of The West Wing. The nominal running time of an hour is actually only 42-43 minutes, without the commercials. More tonight, too – I frankly need the escapism after a day here. Today isn’t that bad, actually – I’m finding time to do this, after all.