So, wait, Aimee, you're flying in here, and then going to Philly during the fun on Friday? (At least, I hope there will be fun on Friday)?
It's actually a work meeting. I was told, when making a smartass comment about taking the train from DC, "Or, you could cancel your trip."
Aimee, if you can get the train out of B'more, I can get you to the station on Friday morning.
I'll see if I can! Then, I can get off the train at Union Station and walk to the hotel. (Right? We're that close to US?)
Vortex, do you need anything from me, other than cell phone number?
nope, I know when/where to get you, so we're good. you have my cell number, yes?
Actually, no - I have your home and your old work.
Huh. Thought I had it.
INCOMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
Shit.
Looks like I'm going to have to take my name off the list -- as much as I was hoping to make it to the F2F, Maisie J. Volkswagen has finally gone terminal after all these years of limping along from one repair to the next, and I just don't have the money for hotel rooms when I need it for, you know, downpayments.
Shit. Shitshitshitshit. Wahh. Shit.
Ok...there are still people to stay with.
YOU ARE COMING.
YOU ARE COMING.
My first thought was that this book should be subtitled "Better Sex through Hypnosis".
Amych, honey, ask for a non-hotel bed. I am pretty damned sure you shall receive.
Vortex, nada in my email yet.
Looks like I'm going to have to take my name off the list --
AAAAH!!!! NO!!!!! Amych, you were one of the people I was very much looking forward to meeting. We have to find a way to make sure you show up.