Just back from J's going away party where I had a lovely time, mostly whispering snarkily and laughing loudly with
Also, I met N who had spotted my name on 2012 in Planet bookshop and recognised it only from having seen it on J's group emails. When I met him tonight he asked me as he was being introduced to me, "Are you the famous small press SF publisher?" What a lovely man! And it turns out that he has a stack of 15 or 20 issues of ASIM.
I gave
L: OMG! Where are we?! Was that Midland back there?
Me: I don't know! Is that a PRISON?!
L: Yes!
Me: Where are we?
L: OMG!! I think we're heading towards the Swan Valley.
Me: Oh NO! I've driven the wrong way. Again.
L: Hang on. I think if we chuck a left here ..
Sign reads: MORLEY
Me: We'll hit Morley.
No idea how that happened. I live not far from there. But I still managed to get off Tonkin Hwy the wrong way and head back up to the Airport.
Me: I've driven the wrong way!
L: And you're leaning forward again.
I sit back up straight
L: Would you like a cap?
My face hurt so much from laughing all the way home.