by Tarryk » Tue Aug 28, 2007 1:59 pm
Tonight's my "big" shopping spree for clothes and sundries.
And in around 54 hours from now, I'll be on da plane.
In approximately 57 hours, I'll be sprawled in my hotel room weeping with joy at having made it.
In approximately 58 hours, I'll be stressing out over everything that needs to get done and processing my body through several resulting coronaries.
In approximately 62 hours, I'll be attending a panelist meet and greet and wondering who thought up the high-and-mighty vain idea of a pre-con panelist meet and greet.
In approximately 64 hours, I'll be half drunk and cursing myself out for drinking the first night before the con, and seeking out GSP crew & listeners for a drawn-out discussion on skin care and medieval literature.
In approximately 70 hours, I'll be passed out in my room with DJ ______ banging on my room door going "DUDE! T!! D*CON BABY, WOOOO!!!! t? I know you're in there, man."
After that point, my crystal ball cannot predict, for it is all a blur.