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I’m back home. Well, okay, by the time you read this, I will have been for a little while, but I’m just now back home when I wrote this. Sometimes time-shifting my bloeg posts gets weird. Anyway, trip over.

This morning, I got up, and packed, and prepared to go to the last day of the conference. I realized I didn’t really want to, though. Still, I might as well, I thought. I was there, and I didn’t want to let people down, so I headed over.

In the middle of the first of the two sessions of that day, I realized there was nobody to let down. Most of the people HAD fled that day, and it was unlikely I was going to see any of these people again or, if I did, that they would remember who I was.
So I skipped the last session and drove home.

The whole trip in general just felt kind of meh. It was only partially interesting and mostly boring, with no guidance. I never really knew what to do, so I saw a movie, and went to eat a big, long meal, and walked around in a mall, and when faced with the prospect of doing more of it, I decided I’d rather go home, relax, and play more Modern Warfare 2. Maybe.
I suppose it was my fault for thinking this was going to be a fun time, a little escape, and not work. Nothing about it wasn’t going to be work. It was all about things I am working to do FOR work. But with it not being framed exactly that way, I couldn’t take it as such. It was just dull.

In the end, I suppose I’m glad I went. It’s good to present these things. Makes me look professional. But man, it’s going to be that much harder to convince myself to submit next time. It really is. Maybe if I had been in a conference somewhere more interesting, it would have been more fun? I don’t know.
I really don’t know.
But at least it’s over.