WRITERCON! (now's your chance to flee!)

Home, good night's sleep on my bed (joy!) and a cup of MY coffee (hurrah!) I had done an excellent job of being prepared for EVERYTHING, and then walked off without my French Press and had to suffer all weekend with hotel coffee. So, you know: coffee scented water. But somehow I made it through the weekend...

( oh holy knight - serious name droppage, squeeing, and commentary on panels and subjects! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED... )

It was hard to figure out who people were because a) I have bad eyes b) some people had their names, not their handles and c) some people's handles were broken up, so my brain didn't connect to the name I see online, so I got confused. Plus = tequila. :D I would walk past people (after checking out their boobs, I mean, names) and figure out who they were fifteen minutes later. I'm such a dork.

Okay, I am WORN OUT now. I'll be impressed if you made it through this whole thing... In summary: good time was had, panels were illuminating, there was tequila, hotel staff needed to have a few more hands on deck, no one likes Connor - IDIOTS! - and I have new friends, which is awesome. Also, I've made a few adjustments to my reading list - IT'S NOT A BFF LIST. It's what I'm reading today. (I change it all the time, I just don't tell you people - heh) and all it means is what I'm reading today. It is nothing personal, and I'll probably change it back in a day or two - I'm just trying to catch up on stuff/people. (I don't do filters) Ack. And now I go in search of more coffee.

[eta] Um... I forgot to mention the people I hung out with the most! ( my awesome, awesome roommates )