I have seen the movie Eragon three or four times now and I continue to love it every time. I hate, though, that my favorite character is the one that gets just about 0% screen time. I'd love to role play someone from Eragon somewhere, but if I had to guess I would really say that's likely a fantasy I'll never follow through with. While, admittedly, it would be neat to bring someone like that in to a game where it would make no sense for him to be there I don't think I could portray the character correctly. Either way, is fantasy thoughts. Whatever.
AWA was pretty much awesome. So much so that I did not really want to come home - neither did Jeremy. It was pretty amazing. Dawn and Katie were a blasty blast to hang out with. Katie is always fun to be around but this was the first time meeting Dawn face-to-face and I must say nothing changes between internet and real life with her. She's a riot online and offline and it'll be nice to see her again sometime in the future. For the time being, though, I'm content with bugging the shit out of her over AIM by making mention to that awful yaoi clip of two men on a pas-en-jar ship. Killing people with laughter will always be my job, God damn it. So there. Also - Dawn and I will totally be Pokémon Masters together ;D She has a huge head start, but still ._. Thx for Ponyta again. My God damned egg refuses to fucking hatch, though. I caught like 7 more Ponyta and neither one of them has the move I need to make it hatch. I rage.
To be honest, if I begin to save money now supposing I get to actually make money, HA. HA. HA. Fucking job. I'm sure by next year it'll be even more fun, really. I am going to attempt to plan for this as many years in a row as Jeremy and I can afford too. Of course, that might be harder than we'd like as he'd be teaching on the Friday it begins. Oh well. Next year it is my hope that I'll get to go back and in costume this time. Dawn, Katie and I were talking about people we could cosplay and decided that we would try to go as Road, Tyki and the Earl from D.Gray-Man. I would be the Earl. That'll be funny as Hell, to be honest. I get to have a manic smile all day and throw heart shaped confetti at people - yeah, I think that's great. Huge hats, umbrella - fuck yes. I would probably only wear the costume once or twice, though. I want to dress up as someone with Jeremy as well. We have yet to decide who. I'm sure we can come up with something. We toss ideas back and forth a lot but haven't decided on any. That'll take a while.
I felt very fangirl-ish while I was at AWA, so much so that I probably drove everyone I was with nuts by pointing out all the characters I happened to know. Sorry guys. It was my first con, deal with it - I suppose. I think I bothered Jeremy more than anyone. While I had a fantastic time I did manage to spoil some of it by getting lost in the idea of returning home to my wonderful little mess of Hell and felt like I ruined a partial amount of the night before the yaoi panel for everyone. Yes - I know, you've all told me this is not true while I was going through my fantastic little meltdown, but still. I take this time to apologize yet again for it. I continue to be lost in my world of Hell for the day, at least.
Tomorrow it will be all kinds of a different Hell, one I am currently unable to say I am looking forward too. Definitely not. My life with the man I fell in love with hangs upon a thread which is in the hands of people whom I do not know nor do I trust. All I want is a Green Card to be able to stay here. That's all. I'm not going to kill the president, I'm not going to kill anyone or anything. I promise not to hurt, maim, destroy, overthrow or otherwise cause any hardship upon anyone. So please. Just let the stress go away. Just let me stay. God damn it, all I want is to be happy. Christ.
...Sigh. Back to AWA, now. The yaoi panel was rather amusing after a while. At first, it was just loud and obnoxious. The, ah, hitting people on the asses with paddles got old after the first five or six people and to be honest I really wanted it to stop. It wasn't funny anymore even when the paddle did happen to break. The man and woman in charge of that were kind of irritating as well. The woman who was in charge was amusing, though - and dressed as a pirate. It was cute, really. After a while, though, there were a couple behind me that made me want to kill things. Or at least them. In the end the night was left with a horrible stench that I wish to never smell again so long as I live. The best part of the yaoi panel, though, was pulling a sort of Who's Line is it Anyway? move and having people scene out things the woman in charge told them too. Paired together was two people playing Heero and Duo from Gundam Wing and I have to say only this about their performance: Hilarious to a fault. Best part of the night, seriously. That's all there is to it. Worst part of the con? My mp3 player is missing. I don't know if I just managed to lose it in the room or someone stole it. But it's gone. Now I have no method to listen to music. Eventually, maybe, I can buy a new one.
Bleh.
Maybe I'll try my hand at some good old fashioned original writing, again. I don't know. I have the 'tormented soul' for it right now. I'm so nervous about tomorrow it's not even God damned funny. Then again, I don't want to get on that topic again. Now all there is for me to do is choose between what I want to do for the rest of the day and what I don't. Aaron called earlier today proclaiming that he was "sick" and wouldn't be going to work so there was no reason to go watch Isaac today. I'm getting irritated, but oh well. I can't afford to keep going there all the time for as little pay as they are giving me. Apparently, they are moving to a better place which is great - but if there is still no up in money or anything for me which is awful to say considering they are in a hard spot too then I have to quit. I can't go down there for no money. I really, really can't. I can't afford to do anymore charity work for her or Aaron anymore. I feel bad for the baby, but I really can't go down there and get paid nothing. Not for the hours I do, not for the price in gas; nothing. I despair.
...Blah. ._.
Maybe I will try to go ahead and write something. Nothing ever comes out right, though. I just can't get the ideas out onto the paper anymore - then again, I probably never could. Might as well try anyway, nothing better for the rest of the day anyway.
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