I think it fell off. I’m pretty sure my eyeballs rolled across the room – and were promptly stepped on. That’s what it feels like, anyway.
Between the headache, the craziness of work (I’m lookin’ at you, Raiser’s Edge! What did I do to make you hate me this way? I’ve never said anything bad about you. In fact, once, I tried to get a job teaching other people to love you as much as I love you. Is that how you repay such loyalty?) Ahem. Moving on. Also – just plain old business, and the strain of trying to cram new things in my brain with the larnin’ – I think my brain just gave up and flung itself away from me.
So – forgive me for being even more incoherant than usual.
Big-ish weekend planned. Back to the househunting tomorrow. Also, I have to be at work tomorrow morning from 7:15 -9:30, due to a special event thingie.
I just feel like I need a break. I’ve been pushing for a trip to Seattle, because I’ve never been there, and it looks like I’ll get my wish – as a good friend of the architect’s is getting married in April.
Then, I tried to convince him to take me to Vegas, for I love that city more than almost any city in the country.
And then, since I was all over the imaginary travel plans, and I read about BlogHer on Kris’s blog, I thought I’d check out the dates/location for that. I’d really wanted to go last year, and my excuse for not going was because it fell too close to my move. I wouldn’t have gone anyway, because I might have actually had to talk to people in real life and it’s harder to be witty when people can actually see me.
However, this year, BlogHer is July 27 & 28. In Chicago. At Navy Pier. Which may mean nothing to you. However, I’m going to be in Chicago. July 26-28. For the APRA conference. Three blocks away from BlogHer. And cool people will be at BlogHer. So, maybe I will get really brave and try to do a little of both – I’m actually free most of the 28th. Because if I’m going to be forced to meet and talk to people anyway, why not just do a couple years worth of stuff all in two days? That way, I may not have to talk to anyone for at least five years – and that would be good.
Or, I may just stay in my hotel room and hide under the bed, just on the off chance that someone comes looking for me.
I’ll let you know what I decide. Are any of you planning on attending BlogHer?
PS – did you see what book I’m reading? Isn’t it cool? Thanks so much E – you’re the awesomest.