So, I'm here, and I'm alive, and the plane did not crash, and they didn't lose any of my luggage, and it is actually only 22 here.

I am not expecting it to last.

Wrote long clever thoughts on the plane, longhand. Can't be arsed to post them now. Later, maybe. Try not to be too prolific while I'm gone. It's hell to catch up on five days of nine pages a day.

Meanwhile, my brain has caught up with local time preternaturally fast, dexfarkin's couch is quite comfortable, and I am now sleepy. Therefore, I will sleep.

Tomorrow: the insanity begins. :D