And don't really care.
In years past, I've found myself wracked with envy that I wasn't able to go. All the fun! All the free stuff!
How could I possibly live another day without the opportunity to network and meet people and did I mention free stuff?
And this year, meh.
I've heard that Blogher ranks up there as one of the most expensive blogger conferences, with a full conference pass running a steep $348.00. Ouch.
Not to mention transportation costs, staying at a hotel, and perhaps, you know, eating something once in a while.
It could easily run a grand, and I for one do not have a thousand bucks to spend on something that at times has seemed like high school times ten.
This weekend I guess I'll be the equivalent of the chick smoking a joint in the girls bathroom.
Sounds like more fun.
Wanna join me?