Hi.
I am so tired.
Oh man, I'm so tired.
My feet have hurt more this weekend than they probably ever have in my life. This brought upon some weird inside joke with Toni about our feet vomiting. Yup. Foot vomiting. It's a really funny in-joke, I promise.
I've been up about 17 or 18 hours straight now. Worked a nine-hour day at the con, followed by tear-down, and then a six-hour drive home. Yesterday was a ten-hour day, and Friday was a twelve.
Went to see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull on Thursday night - loved it so very much. I don't even know why, but it made me like... ridiculously happy. Like, ridiculously. Aaaaah, so good.
Got to know some pretty darn fabulous new people, bought Domo-Kun purse/flocked vinyl figure, and FFX2 Yuna plushie. Oftentimes had upwards of $2000 in the money pouch, because I was in the plushie section of the Comic Book Shoppe booth, and oh man, do those anime fans ever like their plushies!
I'm going to have to get back into reading manga, because I do sort of miss it. Particularly things like Nana and Fruits Basket. Bought Nana movies at Pacific Mall, actually! They claim to have English subtitles, but whether these will actually be at all understandable is a different story entirely. Still, I'm excited!
Made tentative plan to do Fruits Basket cosplay with others from my section, at some future con. I'm going to be
Ayame, apparently! AWESOME.
We kept thinking we'd sold out of Domo-Kun plushies (and they were indeed selling like hotcakes), and finding more. This somehow made us decide that we absolutely need to make a movie entitled The Last Domo. Or at least a trailer for said movie.
Just had a really good time in general. Like, a ridiculously good time. And we're getting paid for this, apparently! Oh man. Why can't my normal working life be so ridiculously awesome?