3.30a.m., von calls. paper going badly on both sides. fairly glad he called, otherwise i would still be asleep, and now up to resume. i can hear him typing vigorously on the other end, presumably making some progress. chastises me for working in bed, being disorganised, not consulting with teachers earlier, heading for catastrophe, asks me what catastrophe means in greek, chastises me somemore, and then goes to sleep. i need to write.