I... wha... really? Seriously? Insert much squeaky flailing here!
So, um. Apparently my parents are spoiling me just a little for Christmas. I was woken up much earlier than I wanted to be, given my bed time, to discuss whether or not they needed to transfer money to my bank account in order to purchase... wait for it... A PLATINUM TICKET TO CON CON.
:stares at that:
I'm still in shock. More shockworthiness? My awesome amazing girlfriend? Is swinging for David to have a platinum ticket as well!
:squeaks and flails like a squeeing thing:
Of course, the reality shaped hiccup is... well. His plane ticket. My parents won't swing for that, and badfalcon is already paying for a lot. But we are, of course, poor as hell. And right now, the cheapest ticket price I've seen is $377 (DFW to PDX, that is... there's discussion of maybe going to Oakland to meet up with amara_m first and then driving up, but that's still north of $300, assuming she doesn't get a plane ticket herself).
It'd be really really nice if the guy who might maybe hire David could get back to us. I know he was/is sick, and I know I'm just being selfish, but knowing about a little income would really help. And I can't not think about the fact that he'll have a Platinum ticket and no way to get there. It's eating my brain.
I'm not sure what to do about it, who I could possibly dream of begging or doing favors for. I could try doing what amara_m does and try selling writing... but would anyone even be interested in that?
Supposedly the Trickster has paying work he might have for me... but he mentioned it at the Halloween party and hasn't said anything since, and there's no guaranteeing that's even supposed to be anytime this year.
And I know... I know there's a lot of time to figure this out. That we have til around 4 weeks before the convention to know whether or not he can actually be there. I honestly know this. But I can't seem to turn my damned brain off. It's been 2 years since the last time he's even fucking left Denton for more than seeing his parents, and years more before that, and I'm always leaving, for Christmas or other random things. And he's got the freaking Con ticket!
So, it's possible that the person I'm editing for would send me a chunk of money all at once in January to help. Which makes things breathe a little more, because it's freaking AWESOME, but I have to balance that with the fact that I use her money for food. I like eating after all. Brings me right back around to wishing the guy would get back to us.
And here we go with the whole mess again! I just need to turn my damn brain off, please.
But other than that?
Oh my god I'll have a platinum ticket!
And... and the guy? The guy just called David. CROSS YOUR FINGERS! I really want him to have a job!
So many good things! All at once! :bounces and glees: Pardon me while I remember how to breathe...
:stares at that:
I'm still in shock. More shockworthiness? My awesome amazing girlfriend? Is swinging for David to have a platinum ticket as well!
:squeaks and flails like a squeeing thing:
Of course, the reality shaped hiccup is... well. His plane ticket. My parents won't swing for that, and badfalcon is already paying for a lot. But we are, of course, poor as hell. And right now, the cheapest ticket price I've seen is $377 (DFW to PDX, that is... there's discussion of maybe going to Oakland to meet up with amara_m first and then driving up, but that's still north of $300, assuming she doesn't get a plane ticket herself).
It'd be really really nice if the guy who might maybe hire David could get back to us. I know he was/is sick, and I know I'm just being selfish, but knowing about a little income would really help. And I can't not think about the fact that he'll have a Platinum ticket and no way to get there. It's eating my brain.
I'm not sure what to do about it, who I could possibly dream of begging or doing favors for. I could try doing what amara_m does and try selling writing... but would anyone even be interested in that?
Supposedly the Trickster has paying work he might have for me... but he mentioned it at the Halloween party and hasn't said anything since, and there's no guaranteeing that's even supposed to be anytime this year.
And I know... I know there's a lot of time to figure this out. That we have til around 4 weeks before the convention to know whether or not he can actually be there. I honestly know this. But I can't seem to turn my damned brain off. It's been 2 years since the last time he's even fucking left Denton for more than seeing his parents, and years more before that, and I'm always leaving, for Christmas or other random things. And he's got the freaking Con ticket!
So, it's possible that the person I'm editing for would send me a chunk of money all at once in January to help. Which makes things breathe a little more, because it's freaking AWESOME, but I have to balance that with the fact that I use her money for food. I like eating after all. Brings me right back around to wishing the guy would get back to us.
And here we go with the whole mess again! I just need to turn my damn brain off, please.
But other than that?
Oh my god I'll have a platinum ticket!
And... and the guy? The guy just called David. CROSS YOUR FINGERS! I really want him to have a job!
So many good things! All at once! :bounces and glees: Pardon me while I remember how to breathe...