I've come to the realisation that possibly the reason I'm so crap at dealing with certain aspects of my life (they know what they are, I refuse to give them the oxygen of publicity) is that maybe I want to be crap at them?
Which leads me to the conclusion that, like Arthur Dent, a.) I seem to be having the most tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle, and b.) I'm a masochist on a diet.
Well, without the "diet" bit, anyway...
So...Redemption '11 is nearly over (the closing ceremony is over, some odds & ends programming items still to come - I'm hoping to make it to the Babylon 5 - 10 years on panel and then hang around the Dead Dog Party for a while. Musing about going to see RHPS in the vid room, but as we've got an early start tomorrow, probably won't. Suffice it to say, it's been a wonderful three days, and Misha & Zoë's wedding was very lovely. Enjoyed what we've seen of Coventry, and as it's probably less than a couple of hours drive from home, we've said we might come back one Saturday to see more of the place.
Dreading the imminent onset of post-convention blues, but most of the folks from here will hopefully be at EasterCon in a couple of months; and anyway, when we get home there's Real Life to deal with, which will take up some time...
Right now, Sarah's lying beside me reading a Mary Stewart book, and soon we're going to head out to Nando's.
Life = good.