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April 04 -- Jamboreed Out
From my current Twitter stream:
Somewhat to my surprise, the Jamboree is officially Over today, which just goes against everything I know about "the way cons are supposed to run" but then the organizers are thinking out of the box which is both good and bad -- bad when it's dinosaurs like me who Expect certain things when they don't pay enough attention to well-publicized announcements and schedules.
I think this year I was also reverting back to my shyness, which I realize may have a bit of a biochemical basis, because during my last stint at Mom's, my prescription ran out and then I was too rushed to follow through correctly on getting it updated. (The doctor's office actually DID phone in the script to a nearby PA pharmacy, but I never checked back because I was way way too rushed.) So I was off my Celexa for about five days, which didn't seem to give me any bad side effects, except that this week and last, I'm really noticing much more sleepiness, and social anxiety like at the con. So side effects are happening, but much more subtle as opposed to capital-D Dramatic.
- 07:04 Watching: Etsy :: damselinthisdress :: Victorian Bodice Corset. I need a place to wear this. SIGH www.etsy.com/view_listing.php ... #
Although as my friend Sheryl says, "cons mean never asking 'Where can I wear that?'" It would have been right at home at the Muskrat Jamboree, particularly the Friday night dance, but a) I wasn't in the mood and b) I didn't plan ahead. My slinky black and gold dress from the last B.Org F2F would have been just what the dance doctor ordered.
When I eventually GET a job and have money again, I really think that I will look into corsetry. Or crochet myself one, if necessary. - 09:26 OK...clothes On, breakfast inside me, awake and ready to Muskrat. 1) remove cat from lap 2) drive in car.... #
- 18:49 Hanging out in Auksstral's room to watch tv- just not into going to see a drag act tonight! #
And once again, I win the Party Pooper award, though I was happy to hang with quieter, calmer friends and share fannish pleasures, which is always a big win for me
- 20:50 + #
- 20:52 The preceding +s were brought to you by Spare Cat's random pawing #
Why don't cats respect keyboards? It's amazing that my computer isnt' entirely erased because this one is just so... talented. And just as I'm writing this, she's putting gentle paws on top of my hands, seriously.
Somewhat to my surprise, the Jamboree is officially Over today, which just goes against everything I know about "the way cons are supposed to run" but then the organizers are thinking out of the box which is both good and bad -- bad when it's dinosaurs like me who Expect certain things when they don't pay enough attention to well-publicized announcements and schedules.
I think this year I was also reverting back to my shyness, which I realize may have a bit of a biochemical basis, because during my last stint at Mom's, my prescription ran out and then I was too rushed to follow through correctly on getting it updated. (The doctor's office actually DID phone in the script to a nearby PA pharmacy, but I never checked back because I was way way too rushed.) So I was off my Celexa for about five days, which didn't seem to give me any bad side effects, except that this week and last, I'm really noticing much more sleepiness, and social anxiety like at the con. So side effects are happening, but much more subtle as opposed to capital-D Dramatic.