there will be a real con-report, too, sorry kids~ I am starting to see that it's the plaid that makes men in kilts a little silly (though cute).
Utilitikilts are thus dangerous.
~ As far as I can tell, my age-appearance doesn't work against me when I'm putting out Con fires. Except for with A Certain Person, but there's always some Certain Person.
{this person is not reading my blog, and is being kept nameless only for my own dignity and a certain malicious delight in the turn of phrase, so don't ask if it's you}
~ Exception: My desire to please and height in comparison with some people carrying swords and agendas works against me inside my own head
~ As noted, my ability to produce 10c. words when I'm tired does not abate. It's the sentence structure that goes to pot...
My Evil To-Do List for next year is:
- make
sargon999 field all staff-internal complaints. >D
- lurk about registration rather than Con HQ to intercept authors so I don't spend most of the con furtively trying to see their badges, and this is not just about ones I kept trying to get come talk to me without making a move myself.
It's embarrassing with the middle-aged authoresses, too.
- continue to be called "cute" and buy knives for $5
Via
jade_sabre_301 Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on alfalfa, favorite type of underwear, graphic techniques, etc.
Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.This is semi-pointless, since I already alluded to boys which is pretty much what I don't post about, and also to someone who ticked me off, which is the other thing, but if you ask nicely I might give a more detailed sort of dissertation on such topics. Friends-Locked. With a contract that you will not use it against me.
Or I'll just post my purple description prose from the one event I sat all the way through.