Bedtime story.

[hirez]

The splendid orogeny, who put up with a nervous and jetlagged stranger on the drive up from Newark to, um, Woods Hole some three year ago, has sold a story to Strange Horizons. It's bloody good stuff. Go read the thing.

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[sallypointzero.livejournal.com]

Bloody humans infiltrate everything ; (

[eljaydaly.livejournal.com]

Thanks, J!

Hey, I was the nervous babbling one. You came across all calm, cool and collected. And I still feel bad for dumping you in the airport for like... a hundred hours, on the day you flew home.

[hirez.livejournal.com]

I think by then I was in the state of tired beyond nerves. By the time Scott (or Mac) handed me a beer I'd been awake for 25 hours and I was running on autopillock.

[eljaydaly.livejournal.com]

And that was after the adrenaline rush of finding no room for you, and the office closed.

You really, really deserved that beer.

[hirez.livejournal.com]

I'd forgotten that bit.

I think I was just going to pass out on a sofa downstairs, but I managed to wake Dru up instead. Well, I say 'managed'. I mean 'fell against the door'.

[drumiller.livejournal.com]

Bwah? Hrm? IIRC, I'd just gotten done gibbering at Zak, Sharon and Dave in my jetlagged-to-hell mode myself. I think it amused Zak and Sharon and only mildly terrified (my then interpretation) wholesome Dave.

Mind you, the hair was a bit intimidating. :)

[jarkman.livejournal.com]

Coo - good stuff. Scary...