Yep, I’m here. (well, technically, I’m in my hotel room at the moment). Guess how many pictures I’ve taken so far? If you guessed none, you’d be WRONG. Just sayin’. I’ve taken at least two. Maybe three.

Thus far, in no particular order:
I gave Anna Zilboorg my Sharpie yesterday (I think it was yesterday at any rate – it all runs together). And? Seriously? If I didn’t have such a deep loathing for Twitter, I TOTALLY would have tweeted that.
I have purchased exactly NO yarn. (c’mon, really? do I need any?)
I have been publicly outed about the Orion sock pattern.
I have talked to at least a million people. (I’m working registration, so maybe it’s not actually a million, but it seems that way. Almost all of them have been incredibly nice).
I have fallen in love with a set of RED buttons from Sheila and Michael Ernst, whom I adore more than I can express. (I know! Red! Who woulda thunk?)
Barbara Walker said hello to me on the escalator (yes, *that* Barbara Walker). I’m pretty sure I didn’t make an ass of myself like I did when I met Nancy Bush at Madrona a couple of years ago.
I have repaired a broken friendship. Yay!
I have met some really, REALLY nice people.
I ated too much lunch (Pok Pok. Mmmmmm.)

I still haven’t been to Powell’s (this trip – I’ve been there before, but haven’t made it over there this year)
I haven’t yet had a Voodoo doughnut (although I have heard a rumor that I might be having a bacon maple bar for breakfast tomorrow)
I haven’t slept much
I haven’t knit anything other than about 10 rows on one of Lara’s socks

And now? At 7:13pm, I’m seriously considering getting ready for bed. Lame sauce.

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