Sixteen minutes left on my net time on the hotel network so let's make this quick.
I'm sitting in the bar with a cup of coffee looking at the huge queue for the next hub tickets. I'm in two minds as to whether to join them but for now I'll just hang out with my coffee and ereader. And iPod.
I've got to get the photos and stuff that I missed yesterday. Had a panic this morning. I couldn't find my prescription sunglasses. This is a few days after I'd managed to leave them in my front garden for a week. Fortunately someone had handed them in. Phew!
Funniest moment of last night? The women in the bar standing five deep around Matt Rippy, Kai Owen and Phil Ford. :D
Gareth David-Lloyd and Matt Rippy were snogging on stage and I missed it. I'm sure there will be photos. But I was in the "intimate encounter" with Tom Price who I newly adore. I must make time to go to one of his gigs.
I'm getting picked on for posting between talks. :p
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Well, I'm in my room which is ok if you don't mind the filthy shower and the smell. I think I shall be heading back after only two nights instead of all three. And I seem to be on the main road. Worst bit is that I have to drive to and from the con so no drinking. :(
The hub so far is good. Met a few people but won't remember their names in the morning. The night's greatest disappointment? Only one person recognized my lj name. But they'd never actually read my journal. Woe.
Writing this on my iPod touch so god knows when it'll get posted. Almost makes me want to buy an iPhone. Almost.
Next morning:
Dude. The hotel has wifi. Score.
The Breakfast is £15 so no.
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