It turns out that it's almost as exhausting to attend a conference as it is to plan one - though both are probably equally hard on the liver. I'm still a little overwhelmed. My desk is covered with a stack of random fliers, five different coffee mugs, a sparkly stuffed…
Uke Rhymes With Puke
Because I'm off gallivanting with all kinds of crazy chick bloggers and probably beyond hungover, I'm cheating. I recorded this yesterday to post today. That sentence confuses me, see, cause I'm typing this yesterday, though technically it's still today for me, and you'll read this tomorrow. What? Before I wrote…