In case you are over it as well:

Got Harry to the airport last night, and he flew to this epilepsy thing, and he was able to wander around until he found the hospital and check himself in; he's off his meds, and as soon as they EEG'd him up, he starting having seizures, so he's been basically drunk-dialling me and texting me every few minutes, cos two minutes after he does it, he forgets that he did it, and phones me back again.  Oh, and, I am swamped in work, as in seriously drowning.

 

I cannot take a week of this.  Bwaah.  But I have plans:

 

How to Leave the Planet:

1. Phone NASA. Their phone number is (713) 483-3111. Explain that it is very important that you get away as soon as possible.
2. If they do not cooperate, phone any friend you may have in the White House—(202) 456-1414—to have a word on your behalf with the guys at NASA.
3. If you don't have any friends in the White House, phone the Kremlin (ask the overseas operator for 0107-095-295-9051). They don't have any friends there either (at least, none to speak of), but they do seem to have a little influence, so you may as well try.
4. If that also fails, phone the Pope for guidance. His telephone number is 011-39-6-6982, and I gather his switchboard is infallible.
5. If all these attempts fail, flag down a passing flying saucer and explain that it is vitally important you get away before your phone bill arrives.