Thanks a million to everyone who commented on the Cute New Hair. This morning it remains Cute New Hair, even though I touched up my roots last night (medium copper brown, tasteful and pretty) and went to sleep when my hair wasn’t quite dry yet. Five minutes with a straightener and a fluff with pomade, and it’s adorable once more. Am I going to keep talking about this for a bit? Probably, yes. Mine is a small life, and largely unpunctuated by points of interest.

Except for tomorrow, of course.

Tomorrow I’m going to Orycon, where I’m up for an Endeavour Award; and although I’m unlikely to win (not false modesty–check out my competition! I’m in crazy-good company), I’m still pretty excited about the whole thing.

Hmm. What else?

Well, let’s see. Today I’ve been exceptionally productive for someone who didn’t get a lick of fiction writing done. I got 120 pages of work covered on a proofreading project, wrote and sent off one book review, printed out all my pertinent travel documents, sorted all my clothes and decided what to bring, and generally ran myself ragged trying to do all those last-minute errands I tend to forget. Ipod, phone, and camera charged? Yes. Hair products and contact supplies all have sturdy lids attached? Check. Do I own a pair of pantyhose without a big fat run in them? Yup. Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.

Anyway. Now I need to actually get myself packed and wrap up the last of one more review, and then I’ll relax (no I won’t. I’ll have a drink and fret, while watching Aric play Left 4 Dead). I’ll have my Eee PC with me in Portland, but I don’t know what the internet situation will be like; so if I’m gone for a few days, you know why.

Have a good one, folks.