Hey Look, I'm Alive!

Well, mostly.

I survived Book History Workshop--it was a near thing though. The boys were on good behavior, but it was still pretty rough; I got blisters from, I think, my sodden shoes when I was working the papermaking vats. I got lots of hugs from departing students though. (I note the boys never get hugs. *sniff*)

In a rare moment of survivalism, I bowed out of Apollocon. I'm bummed, and think it would have been cool, but it would have been on the heels of my RBMS jaunt and right before I travel to a wedding, and I just need a little bit of downtime.

Um. Yeah. I'm still retarded. How are you guys?

Plotbunny Alert

Dudes. DUDES.

WHAT IF CLINT BARTON WAS A HUNTER???????

ETA: Hunter in the Supernatural, he grew up knowing how to kill ghosts and demons and such.

*G*G*G*G*G*