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Fanfest - The Groggy Moment

I have a sandwich from Hlollabatar which I like much better than the other sandwich place Nonis. This sandwich place war is weird to me. Eat what you like. I eat my stuff with out their 'sauce'.

Fanfest is over. I expect I will do a write up of the last few days tomorrow. For now its two in the morning and I have a sandwich to eat and some tea to drink. I've been standing for six hours talking to people. The talking was pleasant and the standing was not noticed until I sat down. I've met people, had conversations, talked over things, and hopefully presented myself well to those who spoke to me and who voted forme.

Fanfest has been informative. I need to sit down over the next week and catch up on the presentations I missed. I hit round tables all day and I have almost filled my little moleskin notebook with notes from the sessions. I got the low sec ones done but I attended one of the wormhole ones, team security, pve, one of the ship and module rebalancing, the NPE, and so forth. I also have some stuff I started writing about fanfest before I left. In the middle I came up with another idea or two so this should be a full week.

I am sorry that I have not kept up day to day. I was busier than I expected.  It has been a good time but I am so looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow. I also know that I'll probably wake up at a stupid time but I am hopeful.

P.S. I feel asleep before I hit the publish button. However, I also have a very interesting video of some podcasters having a newspaper roll sparing match. I'll post that later.

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