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I forget about DITL until I'm on my way home from work at 10:30am, so you miss 3 1/2 hours at Starbucks.
Throw off work clothes, throw on new clothes, only have an hour until my panel starts!
Get in the car, remember I wanted to try wearing eyeshadow, run back in, apply quickly, run out.
It pours for exactly the five minutes it takes to get to campus.
Ready for an unseasonable cold and rainy day.
Tucson Festival of Books! 5th year of the festival, my 3rd year attending.
Make it to the panel in time to get a seat. "Social Media and Self-Promotion"
Line to get in to the second panel.
Jen Lancaster, Quinn Cummings, and Laurie Notaro. "Humor is a Girl's Best Friend."
RL trolls. They were worse on Sunday, yelling at people for missing church. If they are right about God, then I don't want to believe in him. I don't want anything to do with a God that promotes such hatred.
Book characters come to life
Overdrive truck all the way from Ohio!
Break for a roast beef sandwich with a view.
Last panel. "Freelance Writing." Intereting, but I was exhausted. I sneak out early.
Heading back to the car.
Once home, I finish my assignments for the week for my stupid class.
Bed with a new book (Stephen Pastis was there on Sunday) (I'd been calling him "Steven Pastees," but apparently it's "Steph-an Past-ehs.")
Set alarm for work and sleep.