Good Lork, I actually feel like I might not go stark raving mad at any moment after all.
Ford Prefect was right. “…there’s no point in driving yourself mad trying to stop yourself going mad. You might just as well give in and save your sanity for later.”
I feel…relaxed. Tired as all hell, but happy. Yes, I had a blast in San Francisco. Yes, I saw lots of bishounen. Tons of cos-players, too, and many, many, people just as weird as (if not weirder than) I am. I hung out with friends and I laughed my ass off and I tried New and Exciting Things. Calamari. The Golden Gate Bridge. Stuffing a twenty in a cat-boy‘s loincloth and making sure it was secure. 
I shopped, I gawked, I hunted the wild bishie and I participated in (one) panel on M/M in the Publishing Industry. It was almost the only time I was serious the whole weekend (I think the only other time was when the squirrel went missing.)
Damn, but I hated to come home.
(PS–sorry I didn’t update Shades over the weekend. I’ll try to get it done soon.)