Well, it's day one of the conference here at teh Sheraton Austin Hotel, and so far all I've managed to do is steal a fork. My personal computer won't work with internet due it being double booked wioth someone else's IP address. So posts may turn out to be dissappointing. I'm writing currently from a courtesy terminal in the lobby.
First impressions are not good. The "exhibition hall" is reminiscent of a high school job fair, only twice as depressing. Seven little tables with cheap graphics store banners and vanity press books. most of them are for vanity presses(I can't get too close, or else they'll talk to me, so I'm just assuming).
The cocktail party, in progress as I type this entry, features many fine appetizers but is full to bursting with people. And it's antisocial John all over again. I really should have seen this coming; It's just that I can't bring myself to speak to anyone. What do I say to them? I can't tell them about myself; I don't really want them to know anything, and I CERTAINLY don't want to hear their fucking shpiel about their boring ass self.
So whatever. Great way to waste $400. But I came here to unwind at the very least, so fuck it I'm going swimming.
First impressions are not good. The "exhibition hall" is reminiscent of a high school job fair, only twice as depressing. Seven little tables with cheap graphics store banners and vanity press books. most of them are for vanity presses(I can't get too close, or else they'll talk to me, so I'm just assuming).
The cocktail party, in progress as I type this entry, features many fine appetizers but is full to bursting with people. And it's antisocial John all over again. I really should have seen this coming; It's just that I can't bring myself to speak to anyone. What do I say to them? I can't tell them about myself; I don't really want them to know anything, and I CERTAINLY don't want to hear their fucking shpiel about their boring ass self.
So whatever. Great way to waste $400. But I came here to unwind at the very least, so fuck it I'm going swimming.
*UPDATE: I just went back to the reception and stoel 2 more forks. I'm gonna return and see if I can get three, Like Jacks.
*UPDATE 2: I stole 3 and then four. I have a pocket full of nine forks. This is getting too easy. I'll have to find another way to keep myself amused. (Don't worry, I'm not gonna keep the forks. I'll leave them in my room when I check out; They don't match my flatware.)
