I think my body is trying to tell me something. I just watched Gunner Palace, a very good, very absorbing documentary about American soldiers in Iraq- at least, the bits that I saw were good. Trouble was, I fell asleep about ten minutes in, and woke up an hour later. It’s a little frustrating, as I am trying to make the best of all the stuff I’ve got going on here, but now that the Industry Screenings are over, it’s like the momentum is slowing to a trickle. Tomorrow is going to be catching up with stuff in the Videotecque (hopefully), and two screenings- The Devil and Daniel Johnston, and P. After that, the Festival is over. Was asked twice today “if I was going to the party tomorrow night”, which was news (the answer was no). I’m not sure if I’ve networked enough over the last couple of weeks, but keeping myself sane has been difficult enough. The weather here has gone rather grey, and it’s sapped my mood somewhat. However, I am determined to keep myself happy, and that my last couple of days in Edinburgh are going to be adventurous and fun.

I can’t wait to be home. And I can’t wait to see George again.