friday

Friday morning I spoiled myself rotten by having a massage after my workout, and then went down to the lobby to register and meet up with Margie Roland and started to see people to say hello. I’d run into Karen Duvall the night before–her hair’s gotten all *long*!–and I saw Jan Gurney, who is the woman who emailed to tell me RMFW had opened their membership and I could now join, and I think I completely failed to go to *any* of the workshops or panels on Friday afternoon. I’d…

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saturday

Boy did I not want to get up Saturday morning. :) But I did, ’cause there was an 8:30am panel I wanted to go to–how editors really buy, I think was what it was; I mostly wanted to go to hear Betsy Mitchell talk. There wasn’t anything revalatory, but that was okay, and on my way out I caught up with a woman named Patty whom I’d talked with last year, so we ended up spending an hour talking instead of either of us going to any panels or anything,…

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sunday

Boy, I talked to so many people. This morning Robin swept down upon me and we sat and talked about Luna for about an hour, about our plans and our ideas and what we were working on and everything. Really a very satisfying talk, and it was awesome to have some time to talk just with her instead of in a crowd, which was mostly how I’d seen her previously. I spent quite a while talking with Alexis after that, and we had lunch together before I had to take…

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*laugh*

*laugh* I was just bitching about having very few clothes left that I can wear, and that it was absurd. This caused Image to say: “Be glad it is absurd and not obscene, as it would be in other contexts — people without clothing generally should be obscene and not absurd.” Bad, BAD Image. *laugh* But it’s true. I don’t own a single blouse anymore. I have a handful of dress clothes that fit, about ten strappy tanktops, and all the shirts I bought in March are getting very loose.…

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