There's a Cream For That, You Know

Con was fantastic, finally got to meet some people in real life that I've been itching to for a while and that was the best part. I might give more detail about the weekend later, but I was delayed in Toronto for 2.5 hours due to inclement weather (thank goodness I had an exit seat, lotsa legroom), and thus missed my connecting flight in Vancouver. I darted out of the first plane quick like a short, barely noticeable girl only can and snagged the last standby seat on the next connecting, or I'd still be in the air as I type. So I'm tired and mostly brain dead.

I hate return flights. They suck every time.

Some dude on the bus pretended to take a picture of himself on his cell phone but was really taking a photo of me. There goes another piece of my soul. But I guess there's probably a cream for that.