In the airport

[nonionay]

Several hours of sitting on my ass seems to have pounded my cyst into numbness. So all is pretty much well. After hustling from one end of the airport to the other after my plane landed a little late, I realized that I forgot that my shuttle left at 3 instead of 1, so while yea, I didn't miss the bus, I can't go to the 4 o'clock appointment at my doctor. The cell phone I bought with this trip in mind has proved more valuable than I could have imagined. In a few hours between Burbank and Seatac, I called my doctor to make an appointment, reschedule it (tommorrow morning) and let work know I'd be absent tommorrow.

So soon my travails shall be over, and I'll stop grossing you all out.