So I am denied.

To be more specific, I am denied at least until I find a replacement for me, which I was unwilling to make a firm decision on because I didn't want anyone to be excessed should my transfer not go through. How's that for a Catch-22 for ya?

I said goodbye to Errol this morning, but it was no big deal, even though he ended up taking a cab after I dragged myself out of snuggliness with Joephet to see him off to the M60 with his luggage, which I didn't. Oh, well.