rivers_bend

Thursday
Got up and fretted about what time to leave for the airport. Changed my mind about thirty times and then ended up thinking I had more time than I did. Packed computer last, remembering fancy laptop fan for reasons I STILL don't understand.

Took MUNI to BART. As I was getting on BART I realized that while I had my laptop fan, I DID NOT HAVE MY LAPTOP'S POWER CORD. I considered going back for it but didn't want to miss my plane. It turned out I was over an hour early to the airport (not an hour before my flight, but an hour before I needed to be there to be in plenty of time for it), but whatever. I had a notebook and would have fangirls.

Sitting on the plane, listening to deirdre_c's fantastic sam-and-dean-speak-shakespeare fic read by the awesome sadcypress, I looked up to see that the girl in front of me was watching Sam and Dean in Sin City. I was somewhat disconcerted by how much the boys having sex on a casting dressing room couch in my ears were not the boys I could see on the screen, but was convinced I was sitting behind someone going to the con. When I mentioned that I'd noticed her watching as we got up to file out of the plane though, it turned out that she was new to the show, watching only because her brother loaned her the DVDs. I did not mention buttsex. (making it one of the few buttsex-free conversations of the weekend.)

Got off the plane and waited for runedgirl (both of them) to come get me at the airport. Kat's husband, god alone knows how, got us back to Kat's house in time for SHOW. With five minutes to spare. It was my first time ever of watching an episode for the first time with another person. We laughed so hard we almost cried. I am gutted that my DVR didn't record it, because I really want to see it again on the big screen. iTouch isn't the same. After Show we ate homemade pizza (omg SO GOOD) and talked about Show and boys and fannish things, and I used my scant battery supply to read a little of my flist and send some emails. Then, even though it was super late already for the two east coast girls, we watched a movie and had more fannish squee before finally falling into bed at 2am. I couldn't sleep so I wrote fic until nearly three when I finally succumbed.

Friday
Next morning Kat was gone at work and her husband fed Lyns and me bacon and homemade English muffins and then she and I sat and read the Jared-opens-his-mouth wank and discussed srs fandom bzniss and the psychology of slash and fic and porn and writing and all sorts of things until we started chomping at the bit to get to Wincon while we waited for Kat to get home from work. Finally the poor woman got home and ate and we got on the road. We got to the hotel at about 2:20, got our Wincon bags and went and watched the second half of the episode, laughing again at all the hilarious bits. After that I checked in to my room and we went down to the restaurant to get something to eat. Except there was no one there to take our order, so after Lyns made a tin hat out of her tin hat kit she got way back when she saw Signs, we went back to the concourse and bought raffle tickets, chatted with the lovely ladies at the registration table, and I made a tin crown while we waited for the RPS panel.

Panel was good, tin hat parade was even better, and I came to realize that I fangirl missyjack even harder in person than online *g* after that was the vid show, which was FANTASTIC. So many great vids, and the opportunity to tell deirdre_c that she was insane to be nervous (though I don't think she believed me, crazy woman).

After that there was alcohol at the Roadhouse, pizza in missyjack's room, squee, and karaoke. I sang at one point, with a bunch of other people, but I don't actually remember what it was. I had a pink cocktail that was not called a mattress. Lyns won the grand raffle prize, all three seasons of SPN on DVD, and more singing happened. I slid money into missyjack's back pocket. drvsillaCartman sang Sail Away and I nearly fell off my chair. There were chocolate chip cookies. I got up the nerve to hug estei (who I sadly never actually got to sit down and talk to) but was too shy to hug girlguidejones though I did laugh at her zombies and got the nerve up the next day. I might have told someone I wanted to sex her outfit, but I might have just told that part to Lyns (or someone else) and simply admired it. I got tired way too early and went to bed at 11:30 or so. Alone, as my roommate wasn't to arrive until Saturday.

Saturday
I set the alarm for 8:40 and managed to get down to breakfast by twenty past 9 or so, where I was greeted by the lovely wendy who made my morning by complimenting my tattoo and outfit all at once. I was kind of in a fog while eating and failed to either introduce myself or take note of the people I was dining with, but I did manage to add myself to coiledsoul's (I think, seriously, brain=failboat) breakfast ticket because the hotel had failed to give me any when I checked in. After eating I went and accosted deirdre_c and attached myself to her laptop via my iTouch charger cord. That meant I got to stalk her and gekizetsu and missyjack and grey_light and drvsilla upstairs where they all proceeded to kill me with their brilliant. Seriously. my ribs and jaw were aching with laughing and i nearly fell off the bed onto my head at two separate points. Groupwriting badfic? BEST FUN EVER. When the fic was written and my iPod was charged, we toddled downstairs and I hooked up with runedgirl again and watched thenyxie make the plastic Winchesters do naughty things while fannishliss's awesome sockpuppet Castiel look on in horror. There was talking to mickeym and azephirin and lazy_daze and balefully and fannishliss and other people too, and listening to badfic that made my cheeks hurt and my ribs ache again (and scarred me with tentacles and balefully with mpreg) and missyjack was interrupted by non-fangirl opening the door while in the midst of saying "man period" and something about slippery turgid cocks, which was both horrifying and hilarious. That was followed by more talking, by the arrival of my roommate msliz4857 and the decision to go out to dinner. Twelve of us went to Ruby Tuesdays where we squeezed around a table meant for 9, grinned at our waiter and tried not to talk about buttsex too loudly. mickym's son was a REALLY good sport and I managed to avoid elbowing balefully. I ate chicken piccatta (this is mildly germane).

Dinner was followed by more Roadhouse. Roadhouse, or possibly dinner, was preceded by watching BUABS in our room. Does anyone remember? The Roadhouse definitely had chickyoops offering rehymenation in the form of cherrys in my Devil's Trap. There was chocolate, and a baby. I didn't want to watch Metamorphosis again and it didn't work anyway, so msliz and I went down to the lobby and had fangirly fun with the badfic crowd and other awesome peeps. Then we went to sleep.

Sunday
Breakfast again, and I think that was the day we ate with fannishliss? oh, days, why do you escape me so quickly? Once again I was up in missyjack's room (this time getting my Australian yummies) when runedgirl arrived, but then we went down and hung out in concourse D for a while, where I finally got up the nerve to say hi to poisontaster, nilchance and beanside, msliz bought a present for skyblue_reverie and we wrapped things up. Then it was out to the lobby again where we oogled the boys on balefully's laptop, talked slash, Jsquared and love, and then msliz, the runedgirls and I went to Ruby Tuesday's again, with lady_tiamet this time, and I ate Chicken Piccatta again. I am lame and once I find something I like, I have trouble getting something different. We had an awesome time and then went back to the hotel lobby where we glued ourselves to the sofa across from balefully and lazy_daze for the next six hours. Kat and Lyns had to leave, which made me very sadface and I think they should have quit their jobs so they could stay longer, especially given we have no firm plans of when we will next hook up. But there was more talk of boys, buttsex, slash, writing, fangirls, tin hats, show, and everything related, and this made me happy. Sam and Lucy seemed to survive my using their friendship to prove that Jared and Jensen are head over heels in love, my fangirling of their writing, and my pottymouth. clexmonkey survived my intense curiosity about the newsletter and the coding thereof, and waterofthemoon only smirked a little at me and Lucy intently discussing commas. Everyone else possibly scarred by my fangirlish glee kept it to themselves. I cannot tell you how much I cherish the time spent talking fic with fangirls. There is nothing more awesome.

I missed saying goodbye to far too many people, most importantly mickeym who I did not get to see NEARLY enough of. We really do need the fangirl compound. I did on at least two occasions get to smish arabella_hope but would have liked to talk to her more. I would have liked to talk to A LOT of people more. Like ciaan and girlguidejones. And not been too shy to smish several more peeps, including, but totally not limited to britomart_is.

Monday
I am SO SO GLAD I stayed until Monday. Seriously. I am definitely doing that again next year.

I discovered Monday morning that brynwulf and I were going to be on the same flight out. I sat with her and Sam and Lucy and ethrosdemon while they ate, and then went back upstairs to grab my bag. I caught the 11:30 shuttle, yet again missing out on saying goodbye to people like wendy and missyjack, and was at the airport very early. but brynwulf who tried to get the 12:00 shuttle was late, because it didn't leave anything like on time. Sadly neither of us was early enough to get on the plane in time to find two seats together, though that did mean I got more homework done on that leg of the journey than I would have otherwise. She and I said goodbye in Denver airport and I tried to come down from the weekend.

I was ETERNALLY grateful for my iTouch and the free wifi at Denver airport, and then finally got my flight to San Francisco. On which, sadly, my phone was fried. So I had to wait half an hour for my parents to come pick me up, after I accosted a total stranger and begged to use her phone to call them. I got home, cuddled Inigo and made love to communed with my laptop.

NOW I HAVE WITHDRAWAL

pee ess, I feel like complete crap and emailed in sick for class tonight. I feel bad, but not bad enough to drag myself in.