Bloody hellfire. That's a heavy schedule for a year. I'm frankly amazed that you haven't crumpled under the load like a child's play fort being sat on by an adult.

I have every intention of *pounce*-*hug*ging you at first sight at EF, not to mention plying you with beverages. There's also the prospect of long walks with me and Mischa down by the riverside, if such a thing should float your boat. Aki tells me the weather forecast is that beautiful weather will descend on Magdeburg for the duration of the con, bracketed to either side by glumness. Fingers crossed!