y-con
Beloveds, I am home from the con. My eyes are dry and scratchy, and my brain runneth on stupidity's overdrive. When I have rested, which will not be until after I have worked 3 doubles, dealt with my son's birthday, worked two 9.25 hour shifts, hopefully gotten some sleep on my.... oh fuck it. When I am capable of coherent thought, I'll post about how much fucking fun I had, and the joys of locating an attention whore who is also a camera slut.