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[tephra]

Paper weighs a lot. I rediscover this every time I pack my sketchbook bag.

I am not looking forward to the walk between the "cheap" (for some Philadelphia value of cheap) garage and the hotel. The luggage has wheels (as opposed to The Luggage, which has feet), but I still have the book bag and my laptop briefcase (and if I weren't the sort to do the fanny pack deal for cons I'd have a purse too).

And I loathe Philadelphia. And this year we're actually in the middle of the foul beast rather than skirting the fringes. The City of Brotherly Love makes me wish I was licensed to carry concealed (or to carry period). I fully plan on not leaving the hotel except for going from car to hotel and hotel back to car at the beginning and end of the con. I might consider leaving for a meal or two, if going in a fairly large group that I can somehow keep toward the middle of rather than traveling at the edge of the herd. Philadelphia makes me feel like a prey animal and I don't like it.

Oh yeah, I was going to post art in this one. I almost forgot. Those legs I drew so long ago got a torso and arms and stuff.