Different cafe, different wireless, better coffee. Fewer underage girls.

As you might have guessed, boredom/isolation has pressed some sort of big red writing button in my head. I even started another short story. No, you can't read it.

Tonight's forecast calls for rain, freezing around midnight. Hopefully I can make it to the airport tomorrow. The roads seem clear once one hits the freeways, so we should be OK if we leave 6-7 hours before my flight. To clear up any possible confusion (though you guys have probably clued into this already), I've been backdating the entries to reflect the date of composition, not the date of posting.

See you all soon!