O mah feets. But I now have a fall/winter wardrobe, which I did not have before.
The signing seems to have gone well. I read the same story I read in NYC and made different mistakes. Torontonians take longer to believe it's okay to laugh at the funny bits than New Yorkers do. *g*
And I came home to the entirely pleasant news that Asimov's is buying the Shoggoth story, which I guess needs a real name now. And I need to write some more short stories.
In other news, the heat broke. And I don't have to go anywhere overnight again until Viable Paradise. Thank dog.