2 November 2005
Tomorrow I leave for World Fantasy Con. I'm going fairly early in the morning, so that I can meet my friend Andrew for lunch before the con begins. That way I don't have to switch brains in the middle and get out of con brain and into college friend brain. It's not as big a switch as it might be, but it's big enough.
Have not yet packed, though I have a list printed out (of course I have a list! I always have a list), and I've started to gather a few things on the dresser, and we never put away the suitcase from Mark's trip last week. Yesterday I did errands, going to the bank and getting the oil changed and so on. So all the stuff on the list today is stuff to do at home, except for taking Ista to get her stitches out. (She will be thrilled to be allowed out in the backyard to run around by herself again, and we will be just as happy to let her.)
This morning I finished reading Joe Haldeman's Old Twentieth. It wasn't doing anything radically new, but it did a good job of what it was doing. I'm also through the current stock of periodicals, since I finished the latest New Scientist this morning as well. Not sure what's next up to read. Last time I went to World Fantasy, the free book spoils were lovely, but I don't know if it's like that every year or if I just got a good year. Anyway, I'll pack as though there are no free books and the dealer's room is devoid of anything I could possibly want, and, hey, I'm going in the car, so it's not like it'll be a problem if that turns out to be the wrong direction to plan.
I appear to be past the con-going phase of "I will know no one and no one will like me," which is sane and good, as I do know some people, and some of them quite apparently do like me. So that's one less thing to stress over, and about time. And I'm also not stressing about seeing everybody and doing everything, because you can't, unless it's a really bad con. So: less stress. Good stuff, less stress. I recommend it highly.
I don't know if I'm going to have connectivity while I'm in Madison or what time I'll get home Sunday night, so if you don't hear from me for awhile, don't worry.
Oh, and one more thing: I've added some of my parents' photos to the set of pictures from our London trip, interspersed with the old ones, starting here. Enjoy.
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