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elfsOmaha and I are spending the day at Conflikt. It's nice, as a lot of people I know are here. I'm not much of a filk person myself, I'm afraid, but I can appreciate the effort other people put into their art and their practice. Kouryou-chan is stuffing her face with every cookie and muffin she can get her hands on.
Yamaraashi-chan is here with her mother. At first they just blew by; Yamaraashi-chan is deathly afraid of angering her mother by showing me any signs of affection or acceptance. But I managed to ask her if she had done her homework, and so far so good; she's gotten one assignment done, and I reminded her that there were two more to finish before the weekend ended.
Sigh. I so wish I was more of a convention-going, socializing kind of person, but I've spent a lot of time with my nose in my book.
Yamaraashi-chan is here with her mother. At first they just blew by; Yamaraashi-chan is deathly afraid of angering her mother by showing me any signs of affection or acceptance. But I managed to ask her if she had done her homework, and so far so good; she's gotten one assignment done, and I reminded her that there were two more to finish before the weekend ended.
Sigh. I so wish I was more of a convention-going, socializing kind of person, but I've spent a lot of time with my nose in my book.
