Try my delicious spicy chicken. You know you want to.
Waking in a puddle of my own sick, having sleep-expunged at least my stomach’s memories of the night before, I thought about the day ahead. It was Saturday, the first day of the actual signing portion of the Supanova convention.
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This is Supanova. Or Customs. I dunno.
My Tuesday ended with a Thursday, thanks to some time zone trickery and a sleepless 15 hour flight. Â I’m actually no fan of flying, as was Spacebat, but up to a point, the flight was blessedly uneventful, and easy on my nerves. Â Now, I say up to a point because up just after they served dinner, everything was smooth sailing and easy going.
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