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It is slowly starting to actually sink in: I'm leaving here in six days. I've got six days left to be in the UK. To be in London. To be a stone's throw away from continental Europe. And while I've honestly missed everyone and missed New York and baseball - I feel like I just got here. Isn't it strange how that happens? I've been here for two months and some weeks, and I feel like I just arrived yesterday. I feel like I should have more time. But the worst part about leaving so soon? I'm GOING TO MISS THE PREMIER OF DOCTOR WHO SERIES 3!!! *sob*

On a side note, the Tally of Baseball Team Sightings as Seen in 10 Weeks.

48 50 Yankees caps, 1 Yankees tote back and 1 Yankees jersey.
4 Boston caps.
2 Tigers caps.
1 2 Mets caps.
1 Diamondbacks cap. (Hey, deviliknow: What in the good name of fuck is a Diamondback ;P)
1 Astros cap.
1 Dodgers cap.

And every time I've resisted the urge to ask the person wearing said cap if they were American. I think I deserve a pat on the back for my display of will power.

And finally: I have but two papers left to write, and one of those is half finished. I'll be glad when this is all over.