This weekend, I'm attending my first blogging conference, BlogHer '09. It's quite regarded amongst the blogging community and this year, will be held here in Chicago. I've read a bit, heard a bit and assumed a bit, but in the end have absolutely no idea what to expect. All I know is bloggers much more successful than I will be there, already knowing others, business cards printed and possessing original design, and won't be sitting alone at lunch.
I'm very excited to attend but suddenly feel like it's the first day of school and my mom dressed me in corduroy overalls and left a really embarrassing note in my brown-bag lunch. It says, "Have a great first day at your blogging conference Peanut! Just be yourself! Don't forget to go to the bathroom between panel sessions. It's very bad for your bladder to hold it."
Then, she pulls right up to the front in a woodgrain station wagon when it's over and I climb in, head hung low.
Wish me luck.
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