First conference trepidation

Of course, I'm thrilled to be able to attend BlogHer, but I think that as the conference gets closer I'll start getting nervous.

On my list of worries (needless to say, not inclusive):

What to expect? Who will I meet? What if I get tongue-tied in front of a blogger I adore? What if a blogger I adore who I think *knows* me doesn't actually know who I am after all? What if I haven't lost this extra weight and I still refuse to buy clothes that fit and I have to wear sweats the entire weekend? What if I think I'm being clever and I actually sound like an idiot and thus am fodder for a ton of hilarious posts (that are well meaning but I lay awake burning with shame at the memory)? What if we're still broke and can't afford to go after all? What if I sound really show-offy and annoying because I have a perfunctory knowledge of San Franscisco and in an attempt to impress people I play impromptu tour guide (who gets everyone lost)? Whatifwhatifwhatif?

Care to join me in my paranoia?