Warren Ellis: 1200 people at talk? Fried now, outside hotel – I have security posted on me!

Warren Ellis: Sunday Hangover written and filed at suicidegirls.com — look for it Sunday morning California time.

Warren Ellis: finally met Molly Crabapple and Zoetica Ebb: both too beautiful to actually be human.

Warren Ellis: status: back at hotel for press, meetings. Then back at booth 5pm. Have actually finally seen people I know at the con.

Warren Ellis: Overheard: ‘dude, did you thtep on my light-thaber?’

Warren Ellis: being picked up in ten mins. Yea, though I ride into the valley of the shadow of Nerd…

Warren Ellis: would like to not have to move from this bed for a week or so. May do press laying down. New Marvel gig announced @ newsarama.com.

Warren Ellis: Grant Morrison has collapsed in his San Diego hotel room with leprosy.

Warren Ellis: Have signed books for 75 people in 50 minutes. Ack.

Warren Ellis: oh my god I’m out of Red Bull in my hotel room. I am afeared.

Warren Ellis: Apparently someone died already at the convention. And it wasn’t me! Win!

Warren Ellis: just sat down at the Avatar Press booth, home for the next week. Here we go here we go here we go…

Warren Ellis: in the limo to San Diego. Let’s see if Twitter works now I’m here…

Warren Ellis: at Heathrow, through security, takeoff in 1hr. Re-reading CAMPAIGN TRAIL ’72. This is, I guess, The Great Leap Forwards…

Warren Ellis: sitting against a standing stone at Avebury, having a smoke.

Warren Ellis: also, Tom Reynolds has the Twitter Sickness and listens to Kid Rock. I am ashamed to call him friend.

Warren Ellis: event we drove ten hours to get to? Cancelled. Most of England underwater. Want to see Hetty Pegler’s Tump now.

Warren Ellis: seventh hour stuck in traffic. May have to fashion roadside shelter. Not actually joking.

Warren Ellis: stuck in traffic for six hours and counting. So much for holiday.

Warren Ellis: On the road.