Still no word from Patrick. He was supposed to come here for both the convention and as one of fosteronfilm's staff, but he never showed up. I keep trying to push it to the back of my mind, because there's nothing I can do about anything. But the worry is there, and periodically, I become incredibly anxious and terrified for him.
So tired. Just a few more hours, then it's the Dead Dog party. Sleep will follow. Much sleep.