Cabin Fever

Welp, here I am, tucked up into the Mr. Sandman Best Value Inn in La Grande, Oregon. TS is most definitely not going anywhere for awhile. I just made an outing to get him some ibuprofen and Pepto, and myself some coffee. He tossed back the meds with a little bit of Sprite and promptly went back to sleep. He emits little moans every now and then, which I find somewhat worrying. I think I'll take a wait and see approach on whether we should just pack it in and go home.

So, anyone doing anything interesting? I'm stuck here -- keep me company, wouldja?