Oh boy....
Wow....
Con was (not) fun for me...
Let's see...where to begin. Oh, how 'bout the beginning...
So I arrive Wed. and check into the hotel, I thought I had registered for the Marriott right next to the convention center, but was instead registered at the Marriot WAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY over in Mission Valley, so I had to take two trollies and a lot of walking just to get to the con at all (and had to leave early the first two days counting Wed just to catch the trolly back because it didn't run past 6 and the con floor closed at 8)... So...yeah- that sucked beyond all reason.
From there I went to Preview night, picked up my badge (got an exhibitor badge holder so at least having the visual shorthand of an orange colored bottom versus a blue bottom got me into the con an hour early to set up at booths, so that WAS a good point of the con) and headed in to spot my booths- Found MT, found Moonhawk, no one was THERE, but I found them- no problem, right?
Thursday rolls around, and I'm the only one at the Moonhawk booth for most of the morning (I think until about 10)...no one knows who I am, I have no knowledge of any of the things that Moonhawk is selling, so I can't help anyone, (and I didn't get a bite for doing commissions from anybody all weekend. >_<) so I'm off like a prom dress to go promote myself most of the day...
Then Thursday night rolls around and things get...worse.
I made a mistake, I got very drunk at the Havenhouse party, had an excellent time, and got a ride home from Eric and Steve... yes, that Steve.
We kissed goodnight.
We shouldn't have...This I know... and the drama that entailed from my mistake....well, ruined the rest of my con. It was a mistake to kiss Steve, I wish I could erase it from history, I wish it had never happened, not because of the onslaught of what happened after, but because of the downward spiral of confusion that onslaught put me into.
Scott was NOT happy when I told him Friday morning, understandably. But I told him because I wanted to be the one he heard it from. I told him the next day because I wanted to be sober telling him. I told him because it wasn't a long kiss, it didn't contain tongues, and it was a mistake and I thought he should know. I told him to be honest...and considering the situation I created, I thought it was the best thing I could have done... We talked long and hard after he dropped me off here at home a few hours ago, and he agreed to that too...
But it was my mistake...
So Friday...sucked. The only good thing about Friday was seeing the Incredibles panel with Scrubbo and Trout, Ian, Meredith, and Teague... Also the Keenspot panel was fun- Interesting that 'Spot is out of South Dakota now. After that I had a break down on the convention floor crying my eyes out trying to explain my feelings to Scott, my confused mixed up, young and raw feelings... Some of which I couldn't even identify until we had that talk a few hours ago...
And Friday night I had fun, broke a piece of glass and got my foot cut up pretty badly from shards from it, but it'll heal... Also had the greatest time watching Ian J laughing his bum off pantomiming riding a bike while lying on the bed...Good stuff! So Friday night almost made all of Friday day okay...
Saturday, Modern Tales booth was me, of which I was hardly present at as well, pimping myself across the con floor. Saturday night, at the writers meet and greet, Scott and I were sitting at the kiddie table sharing stories of G.I Joe toys, Ewok Villages, Lou Ferrigno with an ice cream cone, and Mark Hamill geeking out on a comic book owner...good stuff! Meanwhile on the other end of the table they were having a serious discussion about writing styles...
And Sunday...Sat at the MT booth for all by about 15 minutes and the time I was at the Panel... of which my Color presentation was not a part of due to us not reserving an LCD projector ahead of time...I think the panel did okay...though Roger (Hotel Fred) is a very, very soft speaker- I could barely hear him and I was 3 feet away from him. I thought I did pretty well keeping my answers short to give everyone more time, though Shaenon did cut me off once because we only had 5 min. left.
Did my rounds saying goodbye after the panel, picked up my stuff, and left.
And am now poorer than when I left, and even more frustrated...
I was considering leaving MT for awhile there during the con listening to success stories from people who left MT and Keen for a few weeks now...Shaenon convinced me otherwise...
Thank you.
I know you don't LJ, but thank you.
As for tonight's conversation between Scott and I...I don't think- no...
I don't know what will happen next...but whatever it is, we'll be experiencing it together rather than apart. I think I'll be the designated driver at the Havenhouse parties from now on.
So, here's one stupid and messed up girl- signing off.
-glych
Con was (not) fun for me...
Let's see...where to begin. Oh, how 'bout the beginning...
So I arrive Wed. and check into the hotel, I thought I had registered for the Marriott right next to the convention center, but was instead registered at the Marriot WAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY over in Mission Valley, so I had to take two trollies and a lot of walking just to get to the con at all (and had to leave early the first two days counting Wed just to catch the trolly back because it didn't run past 6 and the con floor closed at 8)... So...yeah- that sucked beyond all reason.
From there I went to Preview night, picked up my badge (got an exhibitor badge holder so at least having the visual shorthand of an orange colored bottom versus a blue bottom got me into the con an hour early to set up at booths, so that WAS a good point of the con) and headed in to spot my booths- Found MT, found Moonhawk, no one was THERE, but I found them- no problem, right?
Thursday rolls around, and I'm the only one at the Moonhawk booth for most of the morning (I think until about 10)...no one knows who I am, I have no knowledge of any of the things that Moonhawk is selling, so I can't help anyone, (and I didn't get a bite for doing commissions from anybody all weekend. >_<) so I'm off like a prom dress to go promote myself most of the day...
Then Thursday night rolls around and things get...worse.
I made a mistake, I got very drunk at the Havenhouse party, had an excellent time, and got a ride home from Eric and Steve... yes, that Steve.
We kissed goodnight.
We shouldn't have...This I know... and the drama that entailed from my mistake....well, ruined the rest of my con. It was a mistake to kiss Steve, I wish I could erase it from history, I wish it had never happened, not because of the onslaught of what happened after, but because of the downward spiral of confusion that onslaught put me into.
Scott was NOT happy when I told him Friday morning, understandably. But I told him because I wanted to be the one he heard it from. I told him the next day because I wanted to be sober telling him. I told him because it wasn't a long kiss, it didn't contain tongues, and it was a mistake and I thought he should know. I told him to be honest...and considering the situation I created, I thought it was the best thing I could have done... We talked long and hard after he dropped me off here at home a few hours ago, and he agreed to that too...
But it was my mistake...
So Friday...sucked. The only good thing about Friday was seeing the Incredibles panel with Scrubbo and Trout, Ian, Meredith, and Teague... Also the Keenspot panel was fun- Interesting that 'Spot is out of South Dakota now. After that I had a break down on the convention floor crying my eyes out trying to explain my feelings to Scott, my confused mixed up, young and raw feelings... Some of which I couldn't even identify until we had that talk a few hours ago...
And Friday night I had fun, broke a piece of glass and got my foot cut up pretty badly from shards from it, but it'll heal... Also had the greatest time watching Ian J laughing his bum off pantomiming riding a bike while lying on the bed...Good stuff! So Friday night almost made all of Friday day okay...
Saturday, Modern Tales booth was me, of which I was hardly present at as well, pimping myself across the con floor. Saturday night, at the writers meet and greet, Scott and I were sitting at the kiddie table sharing stories of G.I Joe toys, Ewok Villages, Lou Ferrigno with an ice cream cone, and Mark Hamill geeking out on a comic book owner...good stuff! Meanwhile on the other end of the table they were having a serious discussion about writing styles...
And Sunday...Sat at the MT booth for all by about 15 minutes and the time I was at the Panel... of which my Color presentation was not a part of due to us not reserving an LCD projector ahead of time...I think the panel did okay...though Roger (Hotel Fred) is a very, very soft speaker- I could barely hear him and I was 3 feet away from him. I thought I did pretty well keeping my answers short to give everyone more time, though Shaenon did cut me off once because we only had 5 min. left.
Did my rounds saying goodbye after the panel, picked up my stuff, and left.
And am now poorer than when I left, and even more frustrated...
I was considering leaving MT for awhile there during the con listening to success stories from people who left MT and Keen for a few weeks now...Shaenon convinced me otherwise...
Thank you.
I know you don't LJ, but thank you.
As for tonight's conversation between Scott and I...I don't think- no...
I don't know what will happen next...but whatever it is, we'll be experiencing it together rather than apart. I think I'll be the designated driver at the Havenhouse parties from now on.
So, here's one stupid and messed up girl- signing off.
-glych