The Last Day

I meant to get up, run, go by the bookstore and then head to work. I was supposed to do my review at 9:30, but I was out late at a lecture and couldn't hit the bookstore. Since I wasn't sure I'd find another one, and I saw my taxi for Heathrow leaves from the office, I decided to go in late.

And I overslept, waking up to Brad knocking on my door telling me the taxi was there. I told him I'd go in late, went for a quick early morning run, and then decided to hit the market area in Cambridge.

It was raining, and I tried to find the mathematical bridge, which was supposed to be close, but without seeing it quickly, I didn't want to get soaked. I made my way to Borders, grabbed 3 "real" books to pack in the bag and get me through the trip, and then got a cup of coffee from Starbucks, or rather thought about it. I ended up spying a Costa nearby, recommended by Rachel at Red Gate, so I went there. I tried to find a charger for the Kindle, but couldn't, so I'm out of luck. I have work to do, things to write, and then a few books to read.

So I made it to the office, had my review, and now need to get through one more meeting before I leave for the airport.