At the rate my flight keeps getting pushed back—arrival time is now 11:59 pm CST—I may still be in the air for the poll results tomorrow. Get it together, United! Though I suppose blowing up my phone with multiple delay notices is better than just waiting at the gate with no idea when we're leaving.

LAX was its usual fiasco, but the LA-Denver leg was the most comfortable large commercial flight I've been on. And for the first time, I've seen an airplane lavatory with enough room to do one's business. People being able to join the Mile High Club actually looked to be physically possible!

We decided to go to a restaurant about 15 minutes away, which turned out to be a bad decision when it started raining torrentially. And the restaurant wasn't even that good.

And my back is killing me, and nothing seems to be making it better, and it's really fucking frustrating, not to mention owie.

Arrival time now 12:19 am. Stranded in Rockies, considering tradition of resorting to cannibalism to make it through.

The Denver airport has a Ben and Jerry's. At least, the terminal I flew through does.

I imagine Matt struggling through the snow-covered mountains, glaring at his unpleasant but well-fleshed seatmate, while Dana rigs up a complicated system of trebuchets and rockets to get him some Ben&Jerry's by direct air delivery to save him from resorting to long pork.

Well, the Ben and Jerry's is on the second level.

Oh dear, Matt -- good luck!

I got my flu shot, and it was so fast! I swear last year I waited more than an hour. Today? In and out in 15 minutes.

In truth I wasn't hurting for decent dinner options at the Denver airport, so my disappointment at not eating in Memphis is muted. Settled on some garlic shrimp at a City Wok kiosk that I wouldn't have minded having at a restaurant with tablecloths for half again the price, and there was a Wolfgang Puck's and a wine lounge with lamb meatballs and ahi tuna & seaweed if I'd felt the need to splurge.

My seatmate on the flight in was quiet, slept 95% of the time, and had no discernible odor. Pretty much my only complaint is that he zonked out with his head covering most of the window the Grand Canyon was visible through, and I'll gladly trade the view for not having to make 3 hours of awkward conversation in this election season.

Success! I had a whole bunch of family and friends over to see a visiting family member. Although I knew several were on the other side I left my lawn sign in place and wore one of my Hillary t-shirts. Not a single Trumpster acknowledged it, support from a few. And my dear friend came in, gave me a hug and kiss, said "hate the shirt", and didn't mention it again.

Sounds like a good escape, Matt!!

I had a doctors appointment that involved about half an hour of waiting for a two minute appointment. Ah well. Worse was the smelly and gross people on the bus ride to and from the doctors.

Got home and baked cupcakes, then realized it was only like 5pm. So cleaned so my roommate could make the cake she wanted to (which she's doing now...really hoping she cleans up). Now thinking I will go to bed early so that tomorrow will be here sooner.