Like the old lady said to the janitor, I'm still here. Got a good night's sleep last night, except for the part when an earplug fell out and I thought it was a spider crawling around on my arm. But Nik didn't get here yesterday, so I'm assuming today. I'll have to shop for supplies in the city when we get there. I must be getting old, because by 'supplies' I mean soap and toothpaste.