Early morning meme

Look, I'm up too early! And no one else is up with me, and my brain is not being forthcoming on book notes the way it was last night when I could barely keep my eyes open (thanks a lot, brain). So what you get is a meme, most recently seen over on scott_lynch's journal, or else a short entry you can skip if you don't want to click on the cut-tag: ( counting down from ten )

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I'm here in Madison.

I feel like death on toast with a side of crap on crackers.

I'm hoping a nap will take care of this problem.

I have seen several flist people for long enough to hug them, but I had lunch with a non-con-related friend, so essentially I have done registration and that's it for con stuff so far.

As I said, I have hopes of this nap concept. Because losing consciousness in the middle of someone else's panel is just tacky.

Update

I slept for two hours this afternoon and woke up feeling somewhat more human. Went to the dealer's room and a bar (where I had, oh decadent me, an apple) and a restaurant, and on my way back from the restaurant had to lean on porphyrin and Mike's car for awhile to get steady. So. I know I'm missing a good deal of fun, but I'm shaky enough that I'm just stuck missing it for tonight, and I feel enough better than I did this late morning/early afternoon that I feel confident that the rest of the weekend will likely not be a debacle. I've already enjoyed seeing the people I've seen, it's just that I'm relying more on being horizontal than is really good for parties.

Dr. porphyrin has taken charge, so all of you may rest easy.

Also I will have a new shiny as soon as I go through and make sure I don't need earrings. "Need." Ahem. But yes: shiiiiiny. With cubes.