*sob* *panic* *blither*

Crap.

Hotels are sold out left, right and center for Origins. ALREADY. And I was planning to attend with family this year, so I can't just ride someone else's coattails. It's UNREAL. It's six months early, and it's sold out. I hope the companies I work with have already made their reservations, or it's gonna be a little scary this year.

The sucky thing is that I know how these things work. Between my bum ankle, needing to shmooze, and needing to work with my kid's schedules and tolerance for crowds and what not, I have no interest in staying in a room more than a couple of blocks from the convention center -- not with two small kids in tow. It would mean we might as well not attend at all.

To verify that this was not some great fluke, I called GAMA and spoke to Anthony Galella. He was super nice and offered to call the listed hotels and see what was still available, as he had a hotel check coming up and wouldn't mind doing it a little early. He's going to call me back. Now I will feel like an ungrateful wench if I don't go, but I can't stay somewhere that won't accomodate my family, either.

Damn it. I want to go to Origins this year.

SURREAL MOMENT OF THE WEEK

Last night I noticed my younger son, William, was hiding in the bathroom. I check on him and make him open the door, only to notice wads of torn toilet paper on the floor and some hanging out the back of his underwear. In addition, the band-aids have been scattered about as well.

When I ask him if he put a band-aid on, he nods -- and pulls down the front of his underwear, whereupon I see about a half-inch of penis sticking out beyond the width of a very colorful Garfield band-aid.

He had applied it himself, of course, and very carefully wrapped it around and stuck it on. I really couldn't come up with a good way to remove it, either, as it was quite tightly applied. Luckily, when we put him in the bath soon after, the adhesive weakened enough that it slipped right off the end.

Dear God. No mother should know that much about her son's potential kinks. Never.

*whimper*