Home safe

I'm home.

Safe, even, for all that the train was a good five hours late, and I found myself trying to find a bus that would run me home at 2 in the morning.

Time to do the awake thing now.

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Well, I've gotten through my friends page, listening to my cds as I put them back in their cases and onto the shelves. I've got a handful of entries I wrote on the trip down to Santa Barbara, just posted, but I didn't write a bit while I was on the way home. (Or at the con - I brought my laptop out for the writing workshop, and a little scribbling Friday night, but that's it. I even avoided the consuite computer, which sort of surprised me)

For those interested: Valentine's Morning, Breakfast in California, The Fuck-Up, Ooh! People!

Lucy (Hale) dragged me off for fish and chips, and then to read her new MST. Lori just got home and posted it. I still have to read Lori's new (old) fic, and Ali just wandered up to be presented with her present. John told me all about the garbage cans, so that's...

Ack! more inundation of roomies. Time to wander off for dinner. Eep!