ColossalCon 6: Con Report 3 (Sunday) + Aftermath
I was wearing: Shorts, red t-shirt, silver/gray laser pistol, yellow/black backpack
I woke up around 9, helped tidy the room up, then packed my stuff and hauled it out to my car. I hit the Dealers' Room again, this time purchasing both seasons of Magic Knight Rayearth. I hung out in the Game Room until around 2, when Random Battle Group finally started up. Did a few rounds of that, and left.
After the con, I went to Parma to see my uncle John. We chatted for a while, then I followed him out to Middleberg Heights to see his mom, my grandmother, at a nursing home. (Only technically was this Middleberg Heights; half the complex was past the "Welcome to Berea" sign right outside my old middle school). She's trached and on a ventilator, but she's also one of the strongest-willed people I know. I believe she can get well enough to go home. And she's just the same as ever, always concerned with how I'm doing and what I'm doing.
Once John and I finished up (we were there about a half hour), we went to the Mr. Hero's in Berea and had a nice meal thanks to some coupons he had. We chatted a lot about how he's doing and about his brother (my dad) whom I've been furious with for a while, first because he blames John for Grandma's problems, now because he's in trouble with the law AGAIN.
After we were finished, I headed right out to Bowling Green, stayed the night with Mark, gave him some help organizing things today, and now here I am.
I woke up around 9, helped tidy the room up, then packed my stuff and hauled it out to my car. I hit the Dealers' Room again, this time purchasing both seasons of Magic Knight Rayearth. I hung out in the Game Room until around 2, when Random Battle Group finally started up. Did a few rounds of that, and left.
After the con, I went to Parma to see my uncle John. We chatted for a while, then I followed him out to Middleberg Heights to see his mom, my grandmother, at a nursing home. (Only technically was this Middleberg Heights; half the complex was past the "Welcome to Berea" sign right outside my old middle school). She's trached and on a ventilator, but she's also one of the strongest-willed people I know. I believe she can get well enough to go home. And she's just the same as ever, always concerned with how I'm doing and what I'm doing.
Once John and I finished up (we were there about a half hour), we went to the Mr. Hero's in Berea and had a nice meal thanks to some coupons he had. We chatted a lot about how he's doing and about his brother (my dad) whom I've been furious with for a while, first because he blames John for Grandma's problems, now because he's in trouble with the law AGAIN.
After we were finished, I headed right out to Bowling Green, stayed the night with Mark, gave him some help organizing things today, and now here I am.