For What It's Worth

...I'm having a swell time at Wiscon. And the sun has been shining and it's been warm and I've eaten some really really good meals. And talked and talked and talked.

I confidently expect that tomorrow will be swell too. Other than the big purple bruise on my chin (I did a 3-point-landing trip and fall and horrified nineweaving and company, who don't know how often I do this sort of silly gravity-works thing) I am looking and feeling like an all-American Girl from New York City, talking about all manner of literary and human concerns, and it's delightful.

On the other hand, I could probably use some sleep. Night, all.