okay, I've been so distracted by the financials that I haven't obsessed over my actual con planning so much.
My actual schedule is pretty loose
PreCon: Maybe do the grocery run for the galactic marmalade party, although I have no contact info for the person i am supposed to be doing this with, so I don't know when she wants to do it. (ahem, wereduck, if you would chuck me that contact info, I'll do a happy dance)
Thurs: Karaoke, maybe the readings at rooo if Z gets off work early.
Friday: Run the clothing swap, maybe help out the CBS party.
Saturday: Go to panels. eat food. nothing scheduled. VID PARTY. Pick up kegs and stash them until sunday's book club party
Sunday: Back to back afternoon panels about smart shit with smart people that I have not prepared for. Help with book club party clean up at ass thirty in them morning.
Monday: Refuse to accept that the con is over. Load van, check out of hotel, and stay at dead dog party til it's sad and pathetic.
also, who wanted their cookies delivered at the con?
My actual schedule is pretty loose
PreCon: Maybe do the grocery run for the galactic marmalade party, although I have no contact info for the person i am supposed to be doing this with, so I don't know when she wants to do it. (ahem, wereduck, if you would chuck me that contact info, I'll do a happy dance)
Thurs: Karaoke, maybe the readings at rooo if Z gets off work early.
Friday: Run the clothing swap, maybe help out the CBS party.
Saturday: Go to panels. eat food. nothing scheduled. VID PARTY. Pick up kegs and stash them until sunday's book club party
Sunday: Back to back afternoon panels about smart shit with smart people that I have not prepared for. Help with book club party clean up at ass thirty in them morning.
Monday: Refuse to accept that the con is over. Load van, check out of hotel, and stay at dead dog party til it's sad and pathetic.
also, who wanted their cookies delivered at the con?