Only one or two really dicy moments occurred other than the hit to the toe. Lower gut acted up some, and I reacted poorly to any discussion about war or (poor guy) the one guy I saw in uniform there. Not his fault that I reacted poorly. Fortunately he was walking and talking with someone I've trusted for many years, so I got back to the room before my brain completely went SPROING. Sounded like quite the interesting guy, but definitely not someone I wanted to talk with this month, I'm still too mentally fragile about the topic.
As usual, I didn't attend nearly enough panels, didn't buy enough books, and somehow managed to miss seeing several people I was looking forward to seeing. On the plus side, I now have a portable guitar, and a large stuffed penguin. ;-D
ALSO: Warning to those renting/buying scooter-like things. They buck like a bronco sometimes. Trying to figure out where to rent one from for Lunacon, in the meantime trying to figure out how to get around if I find a way to get to Boskone. (rides? crash space? Contact me, eh?) Still need to find out from my sports medicine guy what to do next, but since the office closed at 1pm, I don't think I'll be able to get to him. (well, that and the dusting of snow that could be dangerous if I tried to walk on it.)
Read two manga so far... "Death Note" and "Tokyo Mew Mew". Both good in very different ways. Have a few more that I collected from the volunteer room, and hope to find more when I can afford it. In the meantime, also read Carol Nelson Douglas's _Dancing with Werewolves_ which is an excellent book, and I don't want to wait for the next one.(as usual:) Got some dirty books too...but haven't had the time to get to them. On a somewhat unrelated topic, Smithsonian magazine this month is a fabulous issue...(then again, I love that stuff anyway.)
Found out that Bobby Fischer died. He was a big hero of mine, growing up and playing chess in the '70's. Now I'm even sadder than before. Bleh. Nothing seems to be working quite right today. I wish there was an organization that delivered hugs, chocolate, books, and painkillers. ;-D
...somehow I feel as though last weekend didn't really happen, that none of it was real.