The con was good, the people were awesome, but I was this zombie thing that tried to juggle it all.
I'm so glad I roomed with Xiris and Lynx because we all got to just be retarded depressed people together. It made the room very stress free and the lack of expectations of being awake at certain times or at certain panels, was awesome.

I guess I'm glad I wasn't sad at all during the con, there was one or two close calls where I accidentally delved too deeply into my problems with people while being drunk. I had a lot of good moments where I laughed for quiet a bit, which was nice.

If I was giving you the cold shoulder, thats just me wishing I didnt exist. Dont take it personally. I appreciate everyone that said hi to me weather I said hi back or not. I blame myself for not getting out much and not wanting to be asked how I am doing.

I'm glad I'm back home, but in other ways not. I dont miss my parents or the wreck my room is in. I had no emotion to spare for my cats/birds.


I dont have any updates on the commissions. I wish life was going well for me. I wish I had good things to say and to tell you I'm motivated to complete these things. I just trying to hang in there and decide what to do next, mostly involving medication and where my life is going.