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clevermanka) wrote2012-05-26 08:36 am
clevermanka) wrote2012-05-26 08:36 am
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Taking advantage of free WiFi to post content-free crap that nobody cares about
Free WiFi. It inspires posts that are the blog equivalent of eating crap food in the consuite because it's there and it's free. While I'm not going to indulge in the consuite food, I'm totally taking advantage of the free internet.
This just happened: Gardner Dozois walked in front of me and said "Oh, look, birdie," and pointed to a sparrow that had landed on the mezzanine in the hotel.
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msmitti and I arrived at the hotel at 3:00, got checked in, did a round of the dealer's room, checked out the consuite, and then sat out in the mezzanine area where there's great natural light while I hemmed Sherlock. Quite a few people got some chuckles out of that, including the Masquerade organizer. I finished it, though, and we had a bottle of wine open by 5:30.
I showedmsmitti the trick of pouring booze into a covered coffee cup so you can get your drink on anywhere in the hotel. Like, you know, Opening Ceremonies. When you really need it.
I'm more than a little irritated that the one panel I wanted to attend took place at 3:00 Friday. What the fuck, programming?
I just watched a woman walk by me wearing giant wedge heels and with the worst posture and gait imaginable. I have no idea how she continues to move in a forward direction. Seriously. I can't imagine the state of her back. Or hips. Or knees. Jesus.
Anyway, what the fuck programming? I'm tempted to go to the Anne McCaffrey Memorial Panel, but it would probably just be frustrating because I seriously doubt there will be other snarkers there. Also, I'm friends with someone on the panel and he doesn't deserve my mean-spiritedness. I might go to the Costuming in Fandom panel. I'm here...I should go to one panel, and this one seems to be Relevant To My Interests. Interestingly, there is no Sunday panel for the Masquerade contestants, which is too bad. I like seeing some of the costumes laid out on the table, and being able to get a closer look at construction.
Someone else just walked by me, a guy, wearing a leather top hat, a blackwatch plaid kilt, a gorgeous tux jacket with tails, white socks and black suede loafer house shoes. OH SF PEOPLE.
It's been nearly two weeks since I made it to CrossFit, and my left hip is hurting pretty consistently again. Interesting, no?
These little sparrows in the hotel are adorable. I need some more coffee. Wonder how horrible the stuff in the consuite is. Probably pretty damn horrible.
This just happened: Gardner Dozois walked in front of me and said "Oh, look, birdie," and pointed to a sparrow that had landed on the mezzanine in the hotel.
msmitti and I arrived at the hotel at 3:00, got checked in, did a round of the dealer's room, checked out the consuite, and then sat out in the mezzanine area where there's great natural light while I hemmed Sherlock. Quite a few people got some chuckles out of that, including the Masquerade organizer. I finished it, though, and we had a bottle of wine open by 5:30. I showed
msmitti the trick of pouring booze into a covered coffee cup so you can get your drink on anywhere in the hotel. Like, you know, Opening Ceremonies. When you really need it. I'm more than a little irritated that the one panel I wanted to attend took place at 3:00 Friday. What the fuck, programming?
I just watched a woman walk by me wearing giant wedge heels and with the worst posture and gait imaginable. I have no idea how she continues to move in a forward direction. Seriously. I can't imagine the state of her back. Or hips. Or knees. Jesus.
Anyway, what the fuck programming? I'm tempted to go to the Anne McCaffrey Memorial Panel, but it would probably just be frustrating because I seriously doubt there will be other snarkers there. Also, I'm friends with someone on the panel and he doesn't deserve my mean-spiritedness. I might go to the Costuming in Fandom panel. I'm here...I should go to one panel, and this one seems to be Relevant To My Interests. Interestingly, there is no Sunday panel for the Masquerade contestants, which is too bad. I like seeing some of the costumes laid out on the table, and being able to get a closer look at construction.
Someone else just walked by me, a guy, wearing a leather top hat, a blackwatch plaid kilt, a gorgeous tux jacket with tails, white socks and black suede loafer house shoes. OH SF PEOPLE.
It's been nearly two weeks since I made it to CrossFit, and my left hip is hurting pretty consistently again. Interesting, no?
These little sparrows in the hotel are adorable. I need some more coffee. Wonder how horrible the stuff in the consuite is. Probably pretty damn horrible.