I must be getting old, ‘cos the late-night scramble to get ready for the con gets worse and worse every time. Get used to the “I was really sleepy” punch line, ‘cos it’s gonna turn up a LOT this update. heck, Friday I went to bed at 9 O’clock. That’s before midnight. At a convention. THAT’S MESSED UP, YO.

…I mean, sure, I’d just worked Valentine’s Day at a fancy restaurant, and I’d be awake for 36 hours at that point, but STILL! (also, it should be no surprise that I forgot a LOT of stuff when I packed. as in, AN ENTIRE COSTUME. Yeah, I was kind of a wreck.)

(Historical Notes: Have I mentioned that I don’t really like being in restaurants anymore thanks to the experience of working at one?  It was especially bad on designated Date Nights like Valentines… and I’m sure that’s true for just about everyplace, but ESPECIALLY the one I worked at.  They had a bad habit of building themselves up as being a reeeaaally top of the line Fancy Restaurant and they did have an especially upscale second dining room in the back… but they were also the sort of place with standards low enough to hire ME.  I still have an automatic resentment for anyone looking for any kind of special treatment over anything due to all the delusional Customer Is Always Right crap I had to put up with on nights like Valentine’s.)