So today is Gymboree day, and guess what! My car! Is dead! Again! And I am overusing! Exclamation! Points!
The battery keeps dying blah blah blah new battery or alternator problems blah blaaaah. Whatever. The point is, POOR ME.
So I will once again be relying on public transportation to get me to a spot that is not ultra-convenient for public transportation (See: bus transfers, burning hatred of), which brings out the Crazy Hysterical Traveler in me, which means I will have my ass out at that bus stop no less than three hours before Gymboree starts because what if I miss the first seven connecting buses? WHAT THEN, INTERNET?
(It's a 15-minute car ride, by the way. FIFTEEN MINUTES. And I could so make it in 10 if I had too.)
In the meantime, if any of y'all would have any interest in seeing me make an absolute dithering fool of myself in front of an audience, perhaps you could stop by the SXSW panel picker and, as Sweetney puts it, pick the hell out of the panel "Parent Bloggers 2.0: Diaper Diarists or the New Blogebrities?" under the category "Blogging." You don't even have to be going to the conference to vote, but hey! You should totally go to the conference, what with all these totally awesome panels and all. This one, which you should go vote for omg, would consist of me (duh), Sweetney and Marrit. They will be talking about stuff that is NOT the same boring crap about mommybloggers that we've all heard a million times.
I will be handling the comic relief, who-the-fuck-gave-that-one-a-microphone portion of the program.
Now if you'll excuse me, it is 9:10 am and I only have four-and-a-half hours to get to Gymboree. Shit!