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What was a premiere party became an enjoyable no-episode commiseration party.
Then on the train home I (a) was delayed in an exciting manner that meant I had to stand on a street corner in Croydon at one in the morning, which on sober reflection was a foolish thing to do, and (b) read about the destruction of artifacts in the Egyptian Museum in Cairo, which I shall refrain from commenting about now due to then fact that I am freezing and still slightly drunk, but it is still heart-breaking and I thank cienna for listening to me rant for possibly an hour about my distress. My Egyptology side and my International Relations side finally go head to head.
Then on the train home I (a) was delayed in an exciting manner that meant I had to stand on a street corner in Croydon at one in the morning, which on sober reflection was a foolish thing to do, and (b) read about the destruction of artifacts in the Egyptian Museum in Cairo, which I shall refrain from commenting about now due to then fact that I am freezing and still slightly drunk, but it is still heart-breaking and I thank cienna for listening to me rant for possibly an hour about my distress. My Egyptology side and my International Relations side finally go head to head.