“So. I have actually made it to the Vividcon hotel (which I'm sure several people who were wondering where the hell I am will be happy to hear) after several hours of forcing my uncle to watch vids - not actually at gunpoint- several hours of gridlock on the highway, and at least 45 minutes of driving-right-past-where-I-need-to-be, because the words do not exist in my native language to describe how much I _hate_ I 90 and it's lack of visible signage for surface streets. But I'm here.
Transcribed by: drax
- Phone Post: I have actually made it to the Vividcon hotel