Oh. My. God. I can’t believe that Fantasm is almost here! So much to do, so little time.
We gave Hobkin a bath. Now there’s a damp, somewhat traumatized skunk hugging my lap.
I need to try on various outfits and decide what I want to wear for the convention, and assemble the various Ms. Fantasm stuff. Laundry needs doing. dude_the is flying in tomorrow, and Nick is flying in on Saturday. The house needs to be cleaned, the upstairs needs to be set up for guests. We should have gone grocery shopping. Um, maybe we still will before dude_the‘s plane arrives.
Yikes. What am I doing on LJ?