origins-ish

So, on Friday morning I woke up at quarter of four, taxied to the airport with the cat couriers (because the Skytrain doesn't run that early), and hopped a flight to Toronto. From there I caught a puddle-jumper to Columbus.

( Eventually. )

But I made it okay, starving and headachey and worse for the wear. I found uilos and collapsed on the bed in the hotel room for probably half an hour or so, and then she herded me to North Market for the first of several weekend meals involving crepes.

( And then it was Origins. )

( Speculation about next year )

Overall: fun but not nearly enough of it.

And now I am home,and it's time to face the week.