Conventional Wisdom

Yup, that’s totally what’s going on here. I didn’t just do something stupid and reckless simply to save a few bucks on a hotel room. This is for JOURNALISM! I’m totally getting my Hunter S. Thompson on here!

Yup!

Totally!

(Historical Notes: What’s extra funny about this page now is how Past Me SORT OF cuts through my own excuses here, but in a way that I now recognize as a whole extra layer of excuses.  Miffy suggests that I was just too shy to ask around more aggressively for rooms, when really it was more that I was too shy to openly admit how much I was growing to dislike being stuck in a hotel room with most other congoers.  You just wait until we get to the NEXT year’s Ichibancon.  I’ve REALLY got some roommate stories to tell about THAT year…)