I went to CCDE.
It was good.
I am back.
I have photographs.
Some of them went to flickr but I ran out of bandwidth, and I don’t have a pro account. Yet. I’ll put the photos into one of my own galleries at some point.
On the way from CCDE I lost my bank card, which was annoying.
At CCDE I caught something Nasty. Or possibly more than one Nasty thing which hit me like a ton of lego yesterday evening. I am now dead.
I played games with New People and People Who I Thought Were New People Until I Discovered I Already Read Their Livejournals And Therefore Know Everything About Them.
Also not-so-new people.
Now: Sleep. And attempts at wellness. But mostly sleep.
Oh, yes. The comic I was pimping at people was Commercial Suicide and you should buy it.