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Wow. Seriously, writer’s conference food has always lacked something. Sometimes I’ve felt like I’ve been eating rabbit food (I understand if you’re a vegetarian. Heck, I applaude you. I however, am not. It comes from growing up on a cattle ranch. And the fact that I’m weak.) Other times I eat my 3 bites for 10 bucks and wonder where the nearest fast food place is. Other times it’s just been . . . redundant (“Really, we’re having the EXACT same thing for three meals in a row? REALLY?).

This weekend makes my other experiences look wimpy. The food tasted pretty good. It was the stomach cramps, vomiting, and . . . um . . . well you get the idea. We had a two hour drive home that took more like 3 hours (with my writing buddies mocking me the whole time).

As a side note, I would be more than willing to pay a little more money for my gas if the clerks would clean the bathrooms. There’s nothing more joyous than kneeling before a throne that makes you even more nauseous (and I didn’t think that was possible).

I swear, from now on, I’m bringing a sack lunch. It’s cheaper. And much safer.

Amber Argyle
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