Well, back from the doctor's and beginning to feel better. Two weeks ago insurance had decided to refuse to approve a medication I had been on for three years so I could not get it refilled. No advance warning. This happened to be one of those meds which a person is not supposed to be taken off of abruptly because you go crash and have truly ugly side effects, withdrawl symptoms, the whole ugly nine yards. It's a siezure med (siezures from possibly having been hit upside the head once to often in violent confrontations...I'm one of those touch me and die women. I was born with a large helping of macho served up with hot sauce). But anyway. i have two types, one is left side only and violent and the other is micro siezures that feels the way alcoholics will describe muscles crawling under the skin. The meds were for the microsiezures. So I've been struggling to be patient with certain folks (Andreas and Luna are probably rolling their eyes at this point going "aha!") while feeling extremely miserable and cursing insurance companies as well as other idiots.

On top of this I had another small firefight with sff.net which I was finally forced to bring into the open by threatening to resign from the sfwa con committee if it was not repaired. It was fixed in twenty four hours. All it took was having Andrew Burt and Jane Jewell call Jeffry. I am certain that it will be a very pleasant worldcon next year. The squeaky wheel gets the grease.