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Just got home.

Had a great time, tired as hell, blood sugar in the toilet, and feeling extremely murderous because of late trains, screaming toddlers that didn't stop for three hours, bad food, lack of personal space, and the discovery that the tiles under my desk are buckling in a fashion akin to water damage.

Yeah.

Con report...not now.

Nice award you have there. Pity if anything happened to it.

cristalia (11:00:12 PM): Also we sold a fuckton of Clockwork Phoenix.
cristalia (11:00:27 PM): And a fuckton of the Rhysling Anthology.
cristalia (11:00:33 PM): even though I did not win the Rhysling Award.
cristalia (11:00:35 PM): But we expected that.
ringwoodcomics (11:00:57 PM): oh.. you did?
ringwoodcomics (11:01:00 PM): *puts away crowbar* >.>
ringwoodcomics (11:01:10 PM): then i guess it is live and let live. <.<
ringwoodcomics (11:01:14 PM): *dumps poison in toilet*
cristalia (11:01:22 PM): heee
cristalia (11:01:24 PM): yes I did.
cristalia (11:01:33 PM): From the minute I read the rest of the long-form nominees.
ringwoodcomics (11:01:38 PM): just FYI i am totally ready to run your career like a protection racket.
ringwoodcomics (11:01:48 PM): "if leah doesn't win this award.. well..
ringwoodcomics (11:01:51 PM): who knows what could happen."

...we loves our Partner in Crime. He makes us feel better. *g*