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Having successfully performed an emergency remote login to my main brain after managing to forget both my LJ password and the password to the mail account the LJ password mails itself to (IE, I called Mum up and talked her though turning Formerly on and off, trusting in her reliably unreliable memory that she'll forget everything I just told her in about ten minutes), I am now posting live from beautiful downtown Madison, Wisconsin, home of mandatory cheese consumption and WisCon 29. (Lest you think I am exaggerating about the cheese, breakfast this morning was a pistachio baklava, two cookies, and cheese sample after cheese sample after cheese sample at the local farmer's market. And this was more than sufficient.) Through the combined efforts of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
polyfrog and rennie_frog, this year I managed to coordinate both a ride and a place to get in out of the rain, and in between unpredictable fits of drug-related narcolepsy I am now scurrying from panel to panel on subjects relating to making one's cover-letters Not Suck, the next and most relevant of which is at 9PM. Since this is the first time I've been properly awake since I got here (non-drowsy DayQuil, my ass), and since nearly everyone else is behind me giggling at the Tiptree auction, I decided to snatch this unguarded moment of computer time to inform my Readers, or at least the two of you who I won't be seeing at the LJ panel later this evening, that any news reports you may subsequently hear about Grand Theft Mac Mini were categorically not me, despite the way my knitting bag is looking at it so hungrily...
polyfrog and rennie_frog, this year I managed to coordinate both a ride and a place to get in out of the rain, and in between unpredictable fits of drug-related narcolepsy I am now scurrying from panel to panel on subjects relating to making one's cover-letters Not Suck, the next and most relevant of which is at 9PM. Since this is the first time I've been properly awake since I got here (non-drowsy DayQuil, my ass), and since nearly everyone else is behind me giggling at the Tiptree auction, I decided to snatch this unguarded moment of computer time to inform my Readers, or at least the two of you who I won't be seeing at the LJ panel later this evening, that any news reports you may subsequently hear about Grand Theft Mac Mini were categorically not me, despite the way my knitting bag is looking at it so hungrily...