So. I'm bored. Really. With no prospect of improvement. So, I sit here thinking how ironic life can be.

How did I get to be bored? Short story that. Thunderstorms. Yup, silly and amazing as it sounds. The root of my boredom is a storm. You see, I was on my way to LA, but a thunderstorm system caused a flight from Hfx to Newark to be canceled. Nothing to worry about they said, as we were going to Boston not Newark.

So, there we are in the plane, we pull away from the gate, and wait a sec, this isn't the runway! We sat for 2.5hrs on the tarmac waiting for Logan airport to open as the same thunderstorm system that hit Newark was running rampant in Boston. We eventually leave and make it to Boston, but I'm late for my flight to LA and got bumped from my nice aisle front of the plane seat for a window in the back. Very nice gentlemen in my row, but sound sleepers. And when you gotta p, not so good (and it's why I request aisle seats).

Almost done, stick with me. So, I make it to LAX. But, the whole reason for me being here for one, and only ONE day, is the computer that I checked, which is still in Boston. Sigh.

And there is sits. And here I am. Bored. However, thanks to this forum, I remain only slightly bored.