In a few hours, I will be heading to my first Everything get-together. I'll drive up to Buffalo and meet Becca for the first time. Then, we'll drive up to Toronto, where I will meet more strangers. However, they aren't really strangers, are they? I've read some of their nodes, they may have read some of mine... We've blabbered about in the chatterbox... We know what things like Touch the Puppy, Lesbians! Monkeys! Soy! and The "Fuck You, Clown!" Story are.

I still am a bit nervous. As I was discussing the arrangements with Becca, she had a simple request, "Don't kill me." When I told my co-workers what I was doing this weekend, after I explained to them what Everything was again ("ya know, that web site I'm browsing all day during work"), they commented that I would probably wake up in a bathtub full of ice with blood everywhere. Why do people tend to imagine the worst will occur when meeting new people, jokingly or not?

Nervousness aside, I'm looking forward to meeting real live noders in person.

Just please don't take my kidneys.