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I am home safe, with only a little bit of foolishness and a few totally legal U turns!

There'll probably be a longer post later, but right now I'd just like to say that I had a fantastic time with fangirls this weekend. The internet! In real life! Also, I'm not creeped out by loveyouallwrong or marksykins, no matter how loudly or often they profess their affection (and if I looked like I was, it's just because I am really fucking awkward a lot or the time). ILU2, BBS.

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Huh. I was going to write a recap of the weekend, for myself if nothing else because my long term memory is highly subject to blurring, falsifying, and otherwise remixing history, but while I have no problem telling stories of Stupid Things The Band* Did, apparently I get an ooky feeling about telling stories of Stupid Things Other People Did**. I shall consider this further, but any post I make might end up being Stupid Things I Did this weekend.

*Referring to things like concert recaps, not necessarily what happens when the band shows up to the party because they're friends with the people throwing it, which puts things in a weird in between place.

**Is this related to the fact that I may be one of a few people with a clear memory of those things? I don't think so, but it might affect it a little.

But one important thing I learned! Okay, so I hadn't heard Timbaland's One and Only until the car trip this weekend because....I don't know why. I just hadn't. For anyone else out there who is suffering from the same problem, and needs proper motivation, this song has P.Stump singing the line "Wipe that smile off your fucking face." Many times, in fact. If you're like me, that should sell you on it.

This is not the post you're looking for.

( In which I supposedly talk about the Olympics, but really just talk about myself. Do we warn for Olympic spoilers? If we do, spoilers for Women's Sabre. )