I brought some things back from the San Diego Comic-Con that I probably shouldn’t have: the folded cardboard name “plate” (what are those things called, anyway?), the program, the souvenir book, and so on. I couldn’t just toss them away, so I packed them in my luggage and now… here they are.
Thing is, I don’t have a place for them. And I won’t look at them again later, not really. At the moment they’re just sitting near my desk, getting in the way.
I couldn’t just throw them out, but now that I brought them home I resent them a little.
More pages to be done today.