This Anthrocon was a bit different in several aspects. A few friends couldn't make it this year and I don't have very many to begin with. And you guys know me; I'm horribad at making new ones.
Though, I've taken a new approach to con-going. Instead of focusing on the social aspect, I take the trip like a general vacation from life and relax. The friends that I do have are scattered among different social groups so they're usually found hanging out with them. If someone expresses interest in hanging out with me, I'm more than happy to oblige but I'm not going to pour too much effort into finding people who are probably busy anyway.
As far as making new friends.. I think I may have given up. As much as I want to talk to someone I've been a fan of, every fiber of my being tells me to go away. Unless, of course, if they say hi first. I've been trying to fight this meek, passiveness in myself for years, but I can't get past it for the life of me.
The second half of that is that.. well, I just don't care to meet most people anyway. Past experiences with people have killed a large portion of my will to be social. A lot of people I've met recently would rather play a social facet than be a -real- person. I'm not going to delve much into that.. but it bothers me. I told Chance once, "There are good people out there. There really is. You just have to filter out all the bad ones first." I'm failing to follow my own advice. The ratio is just so.. so bad.
So, instead I did just what I wanted to do. I suited in
Scar, worked out, danced, ate good food,
commissioned Cooner (as always) and had fun. Though, I fear I may not be returning to Anthrocon. I'm debating whether or not the cost-to-fun ratio is worth it. Even if I leave the con feeling revitalized and inspired... it's expensive!