I keep taking off my…

I keep taking off my pants at this convention.

Sadly, it is not for the reason one might think. I am so tired, I keep going back to my room between things to lie down for a bit. This is not the way I did conventions in my 20s! But still glad to be here. The last panel I did went very well, I think ("Just because she's a manic pixie in black leather, doesn't stop her being the Angel in the House"), and I think I will actually make it to my next one at eight ("Lascivious Feminist Book Club"). And then I will sleep the sleep of the just.

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