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I'm sick out of my mind at the moment. Light and I failed to sleep Saturday night for a variety of reasons, and then I woke up with a portal to the plane of mucus installed in my sinuses. Temporarily, hopefully, but it was a Very Important Day at work today that I called out sick for, and there's a Very Important Meeting tonight that I'm hoping to Skype into, but considering the fact combing my hair out and brushing my teeth this afternoon reduced me to a quivering mess, I'm not holding a lot of hope out for being able to string sentences together with anything approaching coherency. (it took half an hour to get this down).

There's a thing going down with Readercon, in part about safe spaces, that I'm extremely tempted to step up to. It may not be my place to do so, but I think I want to find out if I can. It's been years since I've really critically thought about the idea of creating safe spaces for all manner of things, and I'd already signed up for progcom, because I wasn't comfortable with some of the panel compositions.

And for all that I protest against smofing, for all that it seems excessively insular and exclusive and like trying to re-establish a cool kids table years and years after we've left high school, I'm becoming increasingly interested in the how of cons, and the how I might be able to make/help something change for the better. And it feels presumptuous to say that, I don't have years of history attending Readercon, or any cons. And maybe I'll back down, but I'm kind of hoping I don't.

Oh, cold medicine.

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I'm sick out of my mind at the moment. Light and I failed to sleep Saturday night for a variety of reasons, and then I woke up with a portal to the plane of mucus installed in my sinuses. Temporarily, hopefully, but it was a Very Important Day at work today that I called out sick for, and there's a Very Important Meeting tonight that I'm hoping to Skype into, but considering the fact combing my hair out and brushing my teeth this afternoon reduced me to a quivering mess, I'm not holding a lot of hope out for being able to string sentences together with anything approaching coherency. (it took half an hour to get this down).

There's a thing going down with Readercon, in part about safe spaces, that I'm extremely tempted to step up to. It may not be my place to do so, but I think I want to find out if I can. It's been years since I've really critically thought about the idea of creating safe spaces for all manner of things, and I'd already signed up for progcom, because I wasn't comfortable with some of the panel compositions.

And for all that I protest against smofing, for all that it seems excessively insular and exclusive and like trying to re-establish a cool kids table years and years after we've left high school, I'm becoming increasingly interested in the how of cons, and the how I might be able to make/help something change for the better. And it feels presumptuous to say that, I don't have years of history attending Readercon, or any cons. And maybe I'll back down, but I'm kind of hoping I don't.

Oh, cold medicine.