I leave for Eastern, WA in two days to care for my grandmother again. She is having major surgery on the 12th. I don’t want to take a leave of absence from graduate school because I fear I will not return due to all the stress in my life. So I’ve decided that if I just push through, I don’t have any other choice but to finish. I’ve made arrangements with my college to telecommute for four weeks, with one trip back for three days in the middle of that time for labs etc. This year has been such chaos, I feel so mentally and physically exhausted—and I fear it is only going to get worse before it gets better. I have just been taking it one day at a time, and so far it has been working to get me through. I just hope I can keep balancing it all.
I watched the first three episodes of Heroes of Cosplay to get inspired to start ‘thinking’ about ideas for springtime cons, but then afterwards, I felt like making something RIGHT THAT INSTANCE. So I’ve been running around my room looking for things I can rip apart and reconstruct since I have no supplies on hand. Now I am sitting in a pile of stuff and just noticed a few hours have already vanished. So maybe I need to re-think this plan considering I have an important briefing to prepare by tomorrow.
OH YES! Emerald City Comicon and Norwescon are not on the same dates after all. And here I thought I would have to abandon Norwescon for Richard Dean Anderson, Jim Beaver, Michael Dorn, & Mark Sheppard.
Now time to start planning costumes.
You know you are too tired when you read the title of this article as: residents are told to watch out for blood wine in water supply.
Or maybe I just watch too much Star Trek.
Being subtle is not something that should be tried around a person like me. It’s even worse when someone is trying to get my attention romantically. In fact, I don’t even realize it until like the millionth time they have tried and finally they say it flatly—that is if they haven’t given up first.
I haven’t been this pissed in a long time.
"I must not check out 50 library books at a time, I must not check out 50 library books at a time, I must not check out 50 library books at a time."
My kitty Batman!
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I officially turned 30 today (queue the music and the candlelit cake). They say that 30 is new 20, but to be honest I’m glad that’s not true. I’m moving forward, not backwards. I’m growing and I’m happy to be 30…