Proof of Life

Have survived another Necon, despite best efforts by...pretty damn much everyone, actually. I slept under the sink (really!), got stepped on (thanks Nick!), hit in the head (thanks, Lee!), danced around alcohol poisoning (thanks John, et al!), was publicly rejected as fourth-spouse material (you'll get yours, Mac Girls) and narrowly avoided sunstroke by loan of a straw hat (thanks, Ginjer!).

Had a great time, as always. Really!


(also talked and laughed my ass off much, in the company of good friends who are also smart and interesting people, and came home relaxed and content and filled with a renewed desire to get back to work. And that, m'dears, is what Necon's All About.)

Tonight, Feline Appeasement. Tomorrow, back on the pony.

EtA: started to read the f-list and then said 'sod that' and gave up. If there's something you think I should see... you know the drill.

EtA2: if you want to read a round-up from a first-timer, Toni Kelner's blog is here