My reading week just finished up. i spent the entire time being frustrated, sad and complainey in between fantastic moments of supreme comfort and contentment. i think there should be comics...but for now i'll just get it out in lists...pictures on flickr
- drove almost 30 minutes the wrong way
- got there and my flight was delayed, but several delta employees assured me i'd make my connection
- missed my connection by 5 minutes and then watched everyone else in front of me get free hotel rooms then only get offered a discount
- 11 hours in the atlanta airport
- 5 hour flight next to two big ladies with a baby in a seat that wouldn't recline.
- i cry a lot
- frazzled, tired and dirty...jamie meets me downtown with jamba juice. i could have kissed her
- wondercon...time to say hi to everyone and start telling about my woes
- rachel and mikey are cool and i'm totally glad to see them
- heart attacks over seeing the general
- walking around the con with jamie, she scopes him out for me while he gets interviewed
- wondercon is cute..like comic con mini
- my stomach is going crazy
- i surprise the hell out of the general
- i meet the Honky Tonk Man, he called me 'darlin' and a 'purdy lady' i see his nipples, we talk about how airlines suck and i get to touch the championship belt. wow
- i stay the night with mikey and rachel...we order pizza and laugh a lot
- i just want to drink
- wondercon for free on sunday
- i make $2 selling books at the poseur booth..whoo!
- more stuff goes wrong..whatever
- i forget to say goodbye to everyone
- the moment i get into the general's car..matt delight calls me to hang out
- quite drive to Fairfax, we are both TIRED
- i get to hold a GoldenReel award in my hands...pretty neat
- nice dinner at a brewery. garlic fries and good beer. i want to drink more but he's a lightweight
- animal house clips and family guy-one visit one night-what a curse
- his cat decides to be a total bitch...i have decided she hates me
- quite ride back. his colleague calls and talks to him THE ENTIRE ride into the city
- crappy goodbyes
- long walk in the rain to the caltrain station. the dick porter yells at me for no reason, my ipod is dead
- YAY Jamie...and jamba juice
- soo lazy, i try and dry out a bit
- the museum is closed, even the store
- dinner at original joe's..priceier than i wanted, but soo good
- more lazy..jamie's group meeting for HOURS
- tasty dinner at Gordon Biersch
- they are jerks and rush us...fine, i won't buy another beer from you
- i want to take all of jamie's books, but i pick a few jems out
- jurassic park, but only like the first 20 minutes...then we call it bedtime
- missed the shuttle, missed the train...i think i'll miss my flight, but i go to the airport anyways.
- i make my flight because it's delayed an hour
- i have to run to make my connection flight....phew
- i am home...but i wish i had been able to stay a few more days
pretty much the whole time was just exhausting and sad. besides seeing my wonderful friends everything that could have gone wrong did, most things were disappointing, but after looking at my "receipts" i came in WAY under budget..so that's good.
- The Wild Turkeys show was great!
- i should have tried to hit on Devin, but i wasn't drunk enough
- the after party was great, but i think poor victoria was tired
- vaughn didn't know of my self proclaimed rights to the couch, so i had to sleep in the basement between devin (who snores like a lawnmower) and sheldon 9who damn near rolled on top of me a few times) this was awkward, and hilarious. i do no think i slept a wink.
- lazy weird day with victoria. i get to see where she works and we eat sushi
- a boy totally gives me the run around so i just stay up and knit with her and eat brie, it's good
- she has to work. i sleep in and use her computer until meeting sam at futures for a late lunch
- a good old futures time where we talk about how our lives suck
- dave invites me to some party, sam invites me out dancing. i debate just going home.
- walk back to parkdale with sam after a small honest ed's adventure.
- nice lazy times, we get ready to go dance, but she changes the venue last minute
- i go to meet dave, but i walk it and don't get there until 11:30, i should have been there earlier.
- dave is drunk and the place it out of beer. i instantly feel edgy
- i buy a round because they are out of money, damn canada...and their weak drinks, i taste nothing
- cat spills hers
- we watch asian girls that are probably strippers...and mediocre (at best) break dancing
- we got to another bar and they are out of beer...so we hit up the Kom Jug
- This was the best idea...chinese tasted amazing, and i love that place
- everyone crashes when we get to their house
- i stay up watching super jail, then have a very great sleep on their pull out couch.
it was a nice little weird frustrating vacation. i learned that i really think i'm going to live in california, because the entire time i was there it wasn't a big deal at all. weekend flights are totally doable, even if it's annoying and sad. i cannot deal with drunk dave when i am sober, so i just hauled off and yelled at him..because he was being an ass.
lately i just feel very down and put upon. so i hope everything can be ok...right now i don't think anything will ever go right again.