fox | down and safe

Team Scotland and the whole Swedish cheering section were on my plane. I'd go 'neener neener', but once we'd all left the gate, I didn't lay eyes on any of them again -- one assumes the Swedes were way in the back of the plane where school groups tend to go, and given that I did spot someone I know has associations with Team Scotland up in first class, it seems they were up near the front. I was in the middle, and asleep for most of the time. Now I'm going to try to fall asleep again, before the flooring people get here.

ETA oustanding news: Despite the impossibility of eating any way other than Like Crap for the past ten days, I appear to have regained only five or six of the pounds I'd previously lost. I make that one step back, instead of, like, seven, which, yay.