Had weird dream last night. Catching flight to Japan via Berlin, for some reason, and I missed a flight or something, and I didn't even know which airport I was at. Went to the local Asda. Met my old boss in his car, had a chat.

So this summer I have a total of £1,000 and 43 hours to spend on various flights. Ouch. But there is, of course, the option of flying to Japan at the end of July and holding out two months until uni starts. But then that would cost me £600 in rent alone, plus lost earnings, so I guess there's not much point except a certain neatness and leg up on living in Japan. Bloody hell, going to Korea. Awesome.