SXSW-i is this weekend in Austin, TX. A lot of really cool people are going. I am not. I’m not happy about this. They’re all going to be partying it up together and getting to meet lots of other really cool people and I’m going to be at home. Doing what, you ask? Not sure, but I’m willing to be that it’ll involve sitting on the computer like the total bum that I am. And while I don’t necessarily envy Zoot being away from her family for six days (I’m already sorta palpitating about leaving mine for three days in July for BlogHer), I do envy the fun. Because I KNOW there’s gonna be some fun.

Alas, I’m still just lovely ol’ me and not near big enough to get asked to go to SXSW. I’m also poor and no way can I afford to go as a regular conference-goer. Heck, I’m already stressing about BlogHer and it’s months away and there’s no real reason why I wouldn’t be able to afford it, but whenever I start thinking about the hotel costs I start thinking, “I needs me a ROOMMATE.” So basically, whatever disposable income I can come up with is going towards that.

I do hate feeling left out. And while I’m not even really cool enough to hang out with the really cool people even if I were going, I still feel like I’m missing all the fun. Bah. Yeah, okay, my envy is even starting to make me feel disgusted so I’m just gonna move on here and pretend like I never said anything. Sound good?