It rocks that I have found the suitcase.
It sucks that the packing fairy has once again failed to turn up to pack the darned thing.
It rocks that I have wrapped the blog camp trinkets and they look great.
It sucks that my blog camp t-shirt has failed to arrive in time.
It rocks that julochka's husband might leave a tastefully arranged axe by the door for a laugh.
It sucks that everyone who wants to be there to enjoy the fun can't (but you can join us online!).
It rocks/sucks (rucks? socks?) that I worked out that I haven't been on a plane by myself in over 12 years.
It rocks that I am going to blog camp tomorrow.
Yeah, that just rocks.