At least I wasn't the Flighty One. Although they seem impervious to little things like WWII.

[mrissa]

I have long suspected that I am The Worrier in a Noel Streatfeild children's novel, and yesterday confirms it. Fourth Street was like having a long run with a good part in something in those books, surrounded by sparkly people doing sparkly things. Then yesterday the con was over, and I came down with a bump: had to put alecaustin on a plane, got called

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[sartorias]

Yay for $ales$!

[dsgood]

Congratulations on the sale.

[mrissa]

Thanks!

I think I have a flashing neon sign above my head that says, "DO NOT PICK ME FOR A JURY." But then, I would have said that of another person who might be reading this, and that person was on a jury within the last year, so who knows.

[careswen]

Woot sale!

[ashnistrike]

Congratulations on the sale! And I hope the post-con let-down is brief.

[mrissa]

Several of the good things in this post-con let-down portion of this week have been not mine to share, but there have been several good things. So that's helpful to smooth it out a bit. And thanks.