San Diego....in July.....
I know better. I know the weather is gonna SUUUUUUCK (make that sound all hair-metal when you say it). I know it's gonna be crazy as fuck. I know it's insane to try to find a room at this late date. I know it's gonna be weird to be there all alone.
But you know, what? I think I wanna go a little mad.
I'm working on going to Comic Con. With less than a month lead time.
Step one: Flight - done. I have a training thing for work in Santa Monica the Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday before CC. Work is paying to fly me there and back, and doesn't mind if I arrive and depart from the same airport, or if I spontaneously decide to take some extra vacation days.
Step two: Tickets - uhhh, done? WOW, my Sister-in-law, and by extension through her, comic artist/writer Chris Giarusso, are AWESOME, AMAZING people. I'm apparently going as a guest of a pro.
Uhhhh, trying to hold off on the squee.....kinda failing.
Step Three, and this is key, because if it doesn't come through, I'm not going, and I'm giving myself a deadline to resolve this issue of July 2: Housing - I'm hitting all of the bargain hotel websites repeatedly, with the max that I'm willing to pay, arriving on Wednesday and checking out and flying home on Sunday, of $100/night. Ideally 75-80.
Yeah, I can hear you all laughing from here. Yeah, I don't drive.
I'm not worried about it. This is an exercise in forcing reality to bend to my will.
This WILL work. This WILL NOT SUCK.
42 is gonna be MY BEST YEAR EVER, GODDAMMIT.
But you know, what? I think I wanna go a little mad.
I'm working on going to Comic Con. With less than a month lead time.
Step one: Flight - done. I have a training thing for work in Santa Monica the Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday before CC. Work is paying to fly me there and back, and doesn't mind if I arrive and depart from the same airport, or if I spontaneously decide to take some extra vacation days.
Step two: Tickets - uhhh, done? WOW, my Sister-in-law, and by extension through her, comic artist/writer Chris Giarusso, are AWESOME, AMAZING people. I'm apparently going as a guest of a pro.
Uhhhh, trying to hold off on the squee.....kinda failing.
Step Three, and this is key, because if it doesn't come through, I'm not going, and I'm giving myself a deadline to resolve this issue of July 2: Housing - I'm hitting all of the bargain hotel websites repeatedly, with the max that I'm willing to pay, arriving on Wednesday and checking out and flying home on Sunday, of $100/night. Ideally 75-80.
Yeah, I can hear you all laughing from here. Yeah, I don't drive.
I'm not worried about it. This is an exercise in forcing reality to bend to my will.
This WILL work. This WILL NOT SUCK.
42 is gonna be MY BEST YEAR EVER, GODDAMMIT.