Last night I drove home from Matt's around 11 and made the foolish mistake of beginning to sip the mug of soda I left by the computer. Then it was past 4am and I felt like someone had pulled my large intenstine out through my eyes. Now I remember why I don't drink soda.
As of sometime late last night, I'm going to Otakon next year! Manna and Shelia are driving up to Baltimore from Jacksonville and offered to pick me up, so why not? It'll be a great way to end the summer after kicking my ass at FedEx again and just being able to see them will make it all worth it. I don't think I've been to a con in two or three years, though. I'm gonna feel like a grandpa.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go to Best Buy the day before Christmas. Will someone please duck in from time to time to water my orchid? |
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