Took a fake vacation.

I went to Anime Central in Rosemont, IL. That's right by O'Hare. One stop up the blue line actually. It was a ton of fun and I am oh so tired. I didn't understand that standing and walking nowhere at all is comlelely draining. I think next weekend I am going to get smashed out of my mind so that I can re-coup some energy.

I JOKE.

Maybe.

So I watched a bunch of awesome anime, met some cool people, got some cool art, picked up some fucking AWESOME new comic books and had a good time. Dude came in from out of town. He is, of course, totally awesome. Dan, his girlfriend and sister where there as well.

Sadly, so were the fat dudes in sailor moon outfits. But I found that if I just pretended they didn't exist was pretty damn effective. Also: not giving them the attnetion of running away in fright, my first response, but simply ignoring them actually left them far more crushed. Which, really, is the goal. Because dude, you're 50, fat and have no business wearing spandex, a halter top and suspenders.

And now, I will return to working, catching up on sports and re-reading 665 because JSP is awesome.

Edit: Has anyone seen my GBA SP? I seem to have misplaced it...

I'll be making signs to put on trees after dinner.
- posted by Pat @ 4:30 PM