Well, I think I've caught up on my sleep.  Or I will soon.  Someone said this weekend that "you can sleep when you're dead!"  They are perhaps right, but you sure can't sleep much at JournalCon!

It's just not enough time!  Lots of folks were only there for 48 hours!  If I have one regret this weekend (and I probably will have more when people start publishing PHOTOS!) it is that the weekend wasn't longer.  But that's life, right?

If you can't tell, I had a ball.  I knew I'd have a good time, but my expectations of coolness were surpassed.  Big time.

I met so many people whose writing I've admired for a long time and it was so great to put a face with the words on the screen.  I didn't feel worthy to meet the famous and wonderful Weetabix.  And TranceJen?  Holy GOD that woman is cool.  I think if I liked girls, I'd have been all over her.  And all over Mare.  Jeez, Mare is wonderful.  I can't say enough.  Chauffi is a riot, and very, very sexy, no matter what he says.  Oh and Kim!  I totally wouldn't even have this site if weren't for her (I'm serious about that... remind me to tell you that story someday)  MoPie?  Just too cute and sweet!  If I really wrote what I thought about all these people (and just about everyone else I met) this entry would be gushy, long and effusive and would make you want to puke.  If you haven't already.

But I won't subject you to that.  Because puking readers is not my goal.  Usually.  I have much more sleeping to do, and I also want to publish my JCon photos on the web, so until then, seeya!

Miss you already!

You're fabulous. Honestly, the only thing stopping me from saying, "I'm catching the next flight out, pick me up at the airport" is... well.. ok, responsibilities and work and stuff... but honestly... those are the only things. Otherwise, I would So. Be. There. Right. Now.