How to Avoid Socializing

I booked a flight to visit Brad & Susan in Stockton a month ago and apparently I had subconsious reservations to coming out here. I flew in to San Francisco last night and instead of going to their house to hang out with them I had Brad take me to St. Joseph's Medical Center in Stockton. I pretended that I needed an appendectomy, and the folks at the hospital were glad to humor me. Three painful little holes in my stomach later, and I don't have to worry about my appendix asploding inside of me.

I kinda wish I could have seen what the little devil looked like.

Like they did with Brad once, I was left with two of the human button stickers stuck to me after waking up from surgery today.