February 9th, 2003


Too much wine, too much cider, too much information.

I'm home again, after my weekend at Mother's.
This is the first weekend there this year, and is therefore the first weekend there since the living-without-masks new year resolution came into effect.
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And was there a poem about it? Of course there was. It's on a postcard on the way to Rutland. It'll probably appear on the back cover of the Eastercon edition of Convers[at]ions too.