Too much to do and I don't want to do it

I'm leaving for a conference in San Diego in 45 minutes, assuming the delivery service comes to get my copy. I don't want to go to San Diego, nor do I want to go to a conference. The saving grace was supposed to be getting to stay in a hotel, and even that's shot because my boss has a condo and I have to stay there. I love hotels, just love them. I do not love sharing space with people I work with, although I like them very much. I wanted room service and fluffy bathrobes and all that jazz.

However, I will take my notebook and will work on the farscapefriday drabble, and the new SACoC drabble, and will hopefully get to write more on Blue Eyes. For anyone who's still reading it, sorry about not posting a chapter this week. I got swamped with reality, much as I tried to hide from it. But fbf is helping me work out some plot points, although I'm loathe to distract her from her current fic endeavor:)

Have a good weekend everyone.