And me with no boots.
I know I'm lovely. I know I'm prettier than many girls. I'm going to a con! I'm bringing my cards. I'm bringing a notebook and pens. I made a new bag for my cards. I'll bring my crocheting. I stop at the fabric store for a new crochet hook and ribbons, white and cream, to pin the Bastard's colors to my sleeve, pilgrim/cleric, I.
I need to get out, you see.