I met Paul Ben-Victor. I met Paul Ben-Victor. I MET PAUL BEN-VICTOR EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
*breathes*
The best part about meeting him was that HOLY CRAP HE REMINDS ME OF HOBBES. I would try to explain what he’s like but I’ll just degenerate into a happy pile of goo if I try. Pictures will follow when I get my grubby hands on them.
And, woe, I think my new, lovely (and sneakity) con friend
bethcarielle is determined to convert me to Stargate: Atlantis. But I’ll convert her to a few of the shows in my arsenal as return fire, so it’s all good.
I ♥ fannish weekends.