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That's done then...

I will be going to Arcanacon next year. That's a definite now, as I just submitted a game (called 12/1) to run there.

If paradigmshifty is still working down in Melbourne then I'll ask him if I can crash at his place, otherwise I'll have to see what other options are available for crash space.

Since it's going to be not long after Christmas I will most likely be very broke at the time, so I want to spend as little money as possible.

Yay! I'm going to another Melbourne con!

Edit: I've booked flights. I figured it would be easier doing them now while they are cheap rather than waiting until after Christmas when they'll be more expensive and I'll be broke.

Wed 19 Jan 05 12:50 Brisbane 16:05 Melbourne QF621
Mon 24 Jan 05 13:05 Melbourne 14:10 Brisbane QF618

If I can get a lift from someone, that would be nice, but if not I'll take a taxi. I've done it a few times before.

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mareth_redorb
Sep. 12th, 2004 02:51 pm (UTC)
If your back can stand it you're welcome to crash on my living room floor - travisjhall can attest to my hospitality. I'll probably have one or two people from Adelaide there, maybe my girlfriend and possibly one other Melbourne gamer there, so let me know closer to the date.
paradigmshifty
Sep. 12th, 2004 05:52 pm (UTC)
I don't think there's any question that I'll still be here then. The only question is whether I will have my own place by then. If I do, then you are of course more than welcome to stay. If not, you're probably still welcome but it isn't my offer to make (and accomodations will be less than luxurious - not good for people with back problems.)
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