Blame Con-Brain

Why yes, I did buy and guzzle a liter-bottle of Diet Coke on the way home from the con, which would mean I started that huge amount of caffeine at OH LOOK FIVE THIRTY IN THE EVENING.

Umm…oops? Is it any wonder I’m still awake?

I must not, however, let the caffeine have its way with me for much longer. My dear friends are getting up at (supposedly) 0500 to continue their journey homeward, and I must get up to see them off and I must not bite them. So now that I am mostly unpacked and the squid (I really must name him soon) and I are happily snuggled in my bed, I must go.

Con-pics to come, yay!

4 thoughts on “Blame Con-Brain”

    1. I had thought he should be a she, but he poked his tentacles into my mind and insisted he was a he.

      *is totally NOT HERE*

    1. ^____^ I took over 150 pics. Sometimes I went a bit overboard but I’d just tell them “they threatened me if there weren’t tons of pictures!”

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