When I said I was going to go write, I decided to first go lie down for a 10 minute nap. The 10 minute nap lasted an hour. When I staggered upright again, Ted announced that wisdom was the better part of valor and that I should read a book and go to bed instead of writing and going to the dead dog party. I think Ted is a very wise and clever man, and will be going to bed as soon as it no longer seems embarrassingly early to…
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dead dog
Today was dead dog day: everybody was dragging around saying goodbyes (sometimes several times in succession to the same people), but it was still fun. Had the air of a family reunion coming to a close. Spidey and Lei Ann came up from Boston and we had lunch and hung out for a few hours, which was *terrific*, as we hadn’t seen each other since Ted and I lived in California. Man, we need to come visit Boston sometime soon. I have talked way too much for somebody with laryngitis.…
*zombie eyes*
have laryngitis. am so very tired. entire con apparently running on fumes by now. everyone still seeming to enjoy themselves. would make zombie noises, but can’t. dined with and and several others whose lj names i can’t spell and am too tired to look up. that was extremely pleasant. :) lots of good food (we went to the olde bryan inn, which has been in business since 1773, apparently). attended bob buettner’s reading, carol berg’s reading, ggk’s reading (it was very interesting to hear him read his own writing, and…
and we’re off!
No one can believe it’s only Saturday. It feels like it must be about next Tuesday by now: The Con That Never Ended. There’s a startling amount of exhaustion going around, but everybody’s in a really good mood despite that. , , Ted and I went out to dinner last night (I apparently made a lot of funny faces at , and Ted and foodgeeked a lot), and generally had a very good time, even if Michael complained about the looooooooong walk to the restaurant (it wasn’t that long. Less…
drive-by posting
Not 5 minutes after we arrived at WFC I saw , so we hung out, met other people, went through swag bags, chatted, all that sort of thing, and the afternoon and evening proceeded much apace. The ZOMBIES NEED BRAINS! party was a rousing success, and are satisfied that Ted in fact exists, and on our way out for the evening we met the guy who does all the SF/F ordering for Waterstones bookstore in the UK & Ireland. He saw my name and said, “Ah! You’re coming soon to…