Ack, this thing sucks.

I'm alive.

I'm at WDW.

Megan, if you can get this, email me... maybe I'll even manage to find it.

Or maybe tomorrow I'll just get a phone book and call everybody who might be you. (The handy thing about having a nondescript name that you can put online is that I can still - maybe - call you if I don't know your number.)

I have to go. I try again now.