sistawendy | I'm still a hippie.

I've heard it said that the difference between a hippie and a Burner is a ticket. Well, I'm still a hippie: the main sale sold out in an hour today. However, I still have another option. The leaders of Camp Beaverton, a blessing on their butch-haired heads, will be getting some tickets for people who are either coming early to set up or staying late to tear down. I'll be in the former group. If those run out, it's a scramble for sure. By hook or by crook, though, I will get there.

My ex has made an offer on a house. It's the right size and price, the location is what she wanted, and unlike the last one it's in reasonable condition. She's in a bidding war, and for her to win would be a good, good thing for her, for me, and for our son. I hope you'll join me in transmitting a few good vibrations. We find out on the 29th.

I still haven't even made a packing list for Norwescon, but I've definitely thought about what'll go on it. I'm pretty psyched about seeing everybody. I'll be arriving Friday evening.