Woohoo, 4-day passes for San Diego Comic-Con went on resale today, and this
time, I was there to F5 with all my might. *pets shiny confirmation e-mail*
I was going to San Diego anyway, mind you, because I wasn't missing out on seeing kimera
and all the other possible occupants of the Pope Table at Buca di Beppo.
This just means I get to actually wander the con floor and spend inadvisable amounts of money on idiotic fannish things, rather than veg in the hotel for half my stay.