Don't worry about MP3s, my copy plays perfectly well on a CD player, it just scorns computers. Inevitable, I suppose.

Hmmm. If Norwegian Wood is sad, I may put it off a bit. Still not sleeping properly, and lack of sleep makes me prone to depression anyway. For some reason, I spent most of last night on the run from the police. Long, involved dream entailing climbing down the outside of buildings (I diagnose too much King Rat) with a small bag containing my worldly possessions, and hiding out on Lake Malawi as a waitress in a hotel, while classic American buddy-cop-movie overweight policemen ineptly pursued me. Too exhausting.