copied from 34i forums... summary of defcon13 for me
So for those of you who weren't there:
chris couldn't go because he caught a mean cold and had a fever. i instead ended up driving there with another blacklisted 411 booth babe. we left at 8pm and in the middle of the drive, my rear right tire explodes. we change the tire and put on the spare ourselves in dresses and slippers in the dark with the light from my key chain flashlight. 50 or 60 miles ( 55 mph the entire way) away we finally find an all night tire place that charges me around $114 to change that single tire. finally we can go the speed limit and turn off the hazards and get to vegas around 3am. we pool party it up for an hour or so to relax after that long drive, someone gets a little too frisky and surrogate bf steps in and does the goon thing. work booth, find out my 411 tank top doesn't exist, see old friends from past defcons, go swimming, go out to really nice dinner with jim and his friend who happens to own an escort service or something that's seriously into mmo's and we talked gaming all through dinner and bored everyone, then get back to defcon and wander around and see more old friends and have drivers licence fall out of purse and dissappear. check repeatedly with front desk, no licence, swim with new friends, sleep, work booth, wander and get guilt tripped into going to irvine underground meetings, hang out with more friends, defcon, napcon, poolcon, drive home.
Somewhere thrown in there i managed to catch a bunch of piggy back rides, pictures, hugs, two free shirts, one from IVU, and one from JINX, and makeout action with two chicks.
chris couldn't go because he caught a mean cold and had a fever. i instead ended up driving there with another blacklisted 411 booth babe. we left at 8pm and in the middle of the drive, my rear right tire explodes. we change the tire and put on the spare ourselves in dresses and slippers in the dark with the light from my key chain flashlight. 50 or 60 miles ( 55 mph the entire way) away we finally find an all night tire place that charges me around $114 to change that single tire. finally we can go the speed limit and turn off the hazards and get to vegas around 3am. we pool party it up for an hour or so to relax after that long drive, someone gets a little too frisky and surrogate bf steps in and does the goon thing. work booth, find out my 411 tank top doesn't exist, see old friends from past defcons, go swimming, go out to really nice dinner with jim and his friend who happens to own an escort service or something that's seriously into mmo's and we talked gaming all through dinner and bored everyone, then get back to defcon and wander around and see more old friends and have drivers licence fall out of purse and dissappear. check repeatedly with front desk, no licence, swim with new friends, sleep, work booth, wander and get guilt tripped into going to irvine underground meetings, hang out with more friends, defcon, napcon, poolcon, drive home.
Somewhere thrown in there i managed to catch a bunch of piggy back rides, pictures, hugs, two free shirts, one from IVU, and one from JINX, and makeout action with two chicks.