3114079569575175 You can figure it out.

Things went well today. Eerily well. I made an airport run and didn't get lost though the directions were confusing: 31 to 140 to 795 to 695 to 75 to 175 the last four number were all curvy interstates and I didn't hit anyone or miss a turn off. I even found the elusive cell phone waiting lot.
So now it's 10:52pm and I have a head full of things I must do tomorrow. Ah well, this is a great vocation.