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<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>
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<p>Alright, so here’s my version of the con. School started on Tuesday and sucked all the way through my last class on Wednesday, after which I drove immediately down to Boulder, so that I could take the bus to the airport and avoid having to pay for parking. I nearly missed the bus, due to some guy telling me that Jesus loved me and that he liked my jacket. I made it, though, and got to the gate about two hours early.</p>
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<p>The plane ride sucked, as usual, because I was looking forward so much to getting there that time just wouldn’t pass fast enough. I tried reading, writing music, watching a movie, squirming.. anything I could do to pass time. Eventually, I got on the ground, and met <lj user="rikoshi"></lj>, <lj user="tealfox"></lj>, and <lj user="andreal"></lj> There was a good deal of friendly banter about cats carrying bags as we made our way to Rikoshi’s foxbox (read: Scion xB) to head over to the Doubletree, where we sat in the bar and watch people go by. As it happened, two conventions were dovetailing in the same space: an eBay con was just ending as FC was just beginning. I think we freaked a good deal of them out (as well as the non-con-goers that are always there). Bed followed shortly after – I was staying with just Rikoshi, so that was nice.</p>
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<p>Thursday mostly involved sitting around in the lobby and meeting all sorts of nice people. We met up with <lj user="kohai_tiger"></lj> and <lj user="ben_raccoon"></lj> for an attempted breakfast at IHOP, but that failed, so we ended up eating at McDonalts (damnit). More people were met afterwards, including Tsuki, <lj user="romamink"></lj>, <lj user="kurtmrufa"></lj>, <lj user="duelistca"></lj>, <lj user="dachwuff"></lj>, Endy, Darkwolf, Kevv, <lj user="wishiwas"></lj>, <lj user="grievre"></lj>, <lj user="dingo_"></lj>, <lj user="neccoloup"></lj>, <lj user="raemuz"></lj>, <lj user="schizo_wolf"></lj>, Mav, <lj user="reveille_d"></lj>, and I’m sure several others – all scattered throughout the day. Somewhere in there, I bought ten advil for $6. Later on, we went to an all-you-can-eat type Italian restaurant and racked up a $400 bill with 12 furries ([Sim] and a bunch of others came along). When we returned, the registration lines were open, so I went ahead and picked up my badge and such, just to get it out of the way.</p>
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<p>Friday started out bright and early. I got up in time to grab a quick, overpriced breakfast burrito at the hotel restaurant and get into my renaissance garb in time to help Ogg with the Ren Dancing for Fursuiters. I did my best, but I’m really not that good at playing the recorder, so I kinda only really could play along with one song. No one seemed too miffed about it, though it did seem to stress Ogg out. After that, I donned some furry stuff (paws ‘n tail), and wandered around, checking out the dealers room, the art show, and artist’s alley. Since I forgot ALL of my badges at home, I bought one from <lj user="bluewolfy"></lj>, which is cute, with big cheekruffs. That night, I met LC and Avon, and eventually played a game of Lupus, a social game about werewolves that was really fun. After that, however, I snuck off to Tsuki’s room for port and other tasty beverages. There, I meat Malkoten, Herefox, Equis, Ozz, Farrel, Roma, and several others whom I can’t remember. By that time, I’d already had a good deal to drink, and everything just kept on coming, so I ended up getting quite tipsy, to the point where, with Rikoshi already in bed, Teal walked me back to my room after I nearly fell asleep on the floor of Tsuki’s room. Sleep and stuff was had.</p>
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<p>Saturday was equally as fun, what with it being my birthday. There was more hanging out at the con, and more people met, but the highlight of the day was probably dinner. Vlad, foxfoxleopard, and <lj user="feyarh"></lj> went out to Shebele, a local(ish) Ethiopian food where raw and cooked beef, lamb, and grains were had, eaten with something like wet pitas. It was pretty tasty, and not really what I thought it would be like – lots of bitter spices used. Afterwards, we went to Teal and Andreal’s room for mead (the mint was overcarbonated, probably due to the altitude change, and tasted more like a beer; the maple and lemon-lavender were good; the dandelion was weird; and the coffee was good, though I think it would be better without any acid blend. Oh well). Teal got a little tipsy, and we ended up playing Catchphrase for about three hours with <lj user="vandringar"></lj> (“Raff calls me this all the time..” “ADD?” “Van, you forgot to hit next, the other team just did that…”), <lj user="toob"></lj> (“Toss the pintos..”), and <lj user="normanrafferty"></lj> (“Speaking of foxes on beds, three word phrase, places in the bible..” “Sodom and Gommorah!”). After that, there was an attempted trip to Krispy Kreme (closed), wherein the whole ‘leaving tomorrow – oh wait, technically today’ started to sink in. This continued through the night and caused a few problems.</p>
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<p>Sunday was the worst, though, and I ended up emoing out by the game tables, doing my best not to make a complete fool of myself, after a decent IHOP with previously mentioned folk plus <lj user="kaysho"></lj> and one or two others. I felt okay afterwards, though, and even made it through the airport (with a coffee break) and most of the plane ride home in good shape (I worked on an Usagi Yojimbo character). I didn’t do so well at the airport, or on the rides home, or at home. Even now, I still hate everything and all that jazz. Oh well.. I guess that just means it was an extraordinarily good con, or something.</p>
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<p>Edit: Just got a call from my mom – Hobbes was put down earlier today. Even more joy. I’m gonna not do homework, to celebrate, and take a shower and go to bed instead</p>
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