London Time Adjustment

Unfortunately, not a friggin' problem.

My last night before I head back to London and suddenly I'm awake and sitting up in bed. I'm wide awake and totally friggin' hostile about it. It took me a moment to realize what the hell was going on. A glance at the clock by the bed confirmed that it was about one in the friggin' morning. If a noise had woken me up, it certainly hadn't been repeated.

Then it hit me. It was six o'clock London time. The time I normally wake up to go to work.

Almost an hour later, I'm still awake. Still pissed off about it.

If nothing changes, I'll go see if there's an all night diner in the area or something.