Don't leave a voicemail, seriously.

Just got home. Had an obnoxious kid in the seat ahead of me and a dog in a kennel barking in the baggage compartment under my feet the whole flight. They lost my luggage. OH WELL. I'm so tired I don't even care!

So, everybody, I had an amazing time at Wincon. Thank you for coming if you did, and if you couldn't make it, I'm sorry you missed out (but there's next year in Denver for you to look forward to!).

I met a ton of new people and met up with some of my dearest folks, and I made a brand new frenemy (I'm defriending you any minute). *I* had a great time, and I hope you did, too.

Where's the icons? (Looking at Cass in particular.)

Really sort of insanely busy day for me today. However, I would like to pass along a couple things:

Gerard on zombies. More importantly, Jenn's scared the wedding he was at was Bob's. If you know this to be true, please don't say so. Instead, let's invent lots of alternative scenarios. The one I came up with was that the Ways are bound to have an asston of cousins. Clearly, he was in his cousin Tom's wedding.

Ben Nichol's solo ep Haven't listened to it yet. Tell me what you think.

Also, the water is off in our building, because this is the week the universe fucks with me.

ETA: I went to the Verizon store to get a new phone charger and now I'm working a polling station election day for No on 8. It's really funny the people that that the super gay muscle guy was approaching: me wearing a belt with skulls with bows (aka how I always dress) and this super butch chick as I passed back by. I wonder if teh gays have some kind of bet on who can land the most lesbos.

Also, soon I can text again (am in withdrawal!).