unbibium

Well, most immediately, I'm exhausted after getting lost on the way to the hostel. I asked someone working at the BART station for directions and she kept trying to get me to go to the one by Fisherman's Wharf or something. After many phone calls both on my insane-roaming-charges Qwest phone and various halfwitted payphones, I found my way here and I'm safe.... though I lost my camera bag.

I lose a lot this trip. Time, my camera bag, and my telescope. But I got my telescope back.

Anyway, the albinism conference. Uhh, met lots of cool peop-le. Met somje guys with albinism that were more jockish and testosseroned than most of my friends without albinism. I recognized a lot of people I met at the last conference in Boston in '00. There were a lot of pretty, smart girls there, but they were mostly teenagers. I collectged many many many e-mail addrtesses and I hope to actually stay in touch this time. Especially since my mother will demand pictures and I'll have to pass someone elses' off as my own. I bet I can arrange a neat little cover-up in that regard.

So, my plans for tonight: websurfing, laundry, dinner, and aimless wandering around the city... and also figuring out what I'm going to do with the Cherlins tomorrow.