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[Apr. 17th, 2011|12:53 am] |
I keep on trying to to accomplish a post about allll the shenagains I've been up to in the past few weeks. Er.
Like how eledhwenlin flew out the (so, like, March 25th?) friday before MJ and I stockholmed her into Jesse Eisenberg. (He is, according to her, absolutely adorable).
Those people crazy enough to be following me on twitter, but also smart enough to be following her have all stated that it was hilarious watching her fall into the fandom.
By the way, she cooks fantastically and I owe her a meal. And hugs. Because THERE IS NEVER ENOUGH HUGS IN THE WORLD.
By Wednesday, I also had a sansets in my apartment. There was a lot of "your mom" jokes. And trolling each other on twitter while RIGHT next to each other. Literally next to each other in mine and sansets case.
Then. THEN MJ HAPPENED. There were panels! I went to a bunch. I had a blast. But first - a collection of things that occurred, as immortalized on my twitter, to the detriment of everyone I was with.
ALSO: omphale23 was a very smart cookie and made sure that the connecting rooms we had (1610/1612) WERE RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CON BLOCK. Rooms of fangirls above, below, right, left and across the hall from us is the only reason we didn't get noise complaints. Win!
( (yes, these were all tweeted) )
Where was I? Right. So, I was rooming with elipie, likeaglass and etcetera_cat. We had connecting rooms with omphale, themeletor, tricksterquinn and mickeymvt. The door was open almost the whole time and there was much wandering back and forth.
The others in our 3 rooms of awesome were down the hall a bit, but were in and out of the rooms as well. As was, well, a good chunk of fangirls. Eledh and Set and I got to the hotel about 2-ish? and put our stuff down and immediately went for hugs from queue and spuffyduds. I also hunted down secretlybronte because she is awesome and I love her. Not nearly enough hanging out time with her. Or anyone else, really, but especially her.
Then, there was fangirl dinner at Cheesecake Factory (the one by the pru). It was awesome. (Er, even though we walked there from the hotel and Eli and I were all "it's really close." Apparently, the Boston idea of close and what other people think of as close are two different things?
There was good food and good company and good drinks - then, I went with Eli to her apartment to get speakers for the TSN viewing party on Friday. It was all the rain on us. Ugh.
Got back to the hotel, talked for forever to people. Eventually, we all decided to go to sleep, but FIRST we wanted to use the sleep number beds. So I got the remote and tried to make the bed a little softer. Nothing happened. Grabbed the other remote. Same thing. Then we were trying all the buttons, but nothing was happening. Besides poor sad etcetera_cat going "Uh, guys, I think I'm sinking?"
The remotes got confiscated and put into the nightstand, and then about 1230, Ecat went "my beds getting hard again. No, no, it's getting soft again." Turns out that that was when the 1612 folks were playing with their sleep number bed remotes.
The next day was the first official day of the con. It started off with an ice breaker. We ended up modifying the questions:
( pics last longer )
After that, the panels started. They were FUN. I went to:
The fandom pimping panel wherein elipie and I pimped The Social Network. Well, and Jesse Eisenberg. I am still laughing from everyone's reactions to: "Those of you who look at my livejournal? I have a BIGGER crush on Jesse Eisenberg then on Bob Bryar."
The one on where everyone is going from LJ (twitter/tumblr/del/etc). It was interesting. ^_^
140 Characters or less: fandom and twitter (I found new celebs to follow - and we laughed at the ones who are doing twitter WRONG.) It was a lot of fun.
Then I skipped the rest of that days panels to hang out in the con suite. And then the internet died at the hotel. It was sad.
I then wandered to the 7-11 to get stuff for the mudslides I promised for the TSN viewing party in my room. Those mudslides were fantastic, btw. (Yes, yes I did bring a blender).
Then the vid show/dance party happened! I had a black water bottle. Filled with "water" (coke and cherry liquor. I had pepsi throwback and vanilla vodka in my messenger bag) as I not so convincingly told fangirls in the elevator. One of them ID'ed my accent based off of how I was water. Win.
The vid show was fantastic (and during the technical difficulties I bought drinks from the cash bar) and the dance party even more so. entropical and etcetera_cat and others all shared my bottle. and we danced a lot.
The song choices were as amazing as ever. Plus, nothing is more awesome then a bunch of fangirls dancing to cobra starship together. And Planetary GO! and. Ugh. AWESOME.
Then there was more fangirls in our rooms until, god, 3AM? I don't even know.
I woke up twice, finally straggled on out to the con suite only to find out that there was no coffee yet. Went to starbucks in a daze.
Went to Canon and Fanon in RPF and, uh, I don't even know - I was interested in the LOTRips stuff someone was talking about, but I was in such a daze.
Then I went back to the room and napped until lunch time. From there, bandom panel (where we got tiaras, boas and shutterglasses. AWESOME). AND had an awesome bandom retrospective. I'm just sad I missed the xover panel. Ugh. My one true lovesssss.
Then I went to the white collar panel, blurring genderlines (I wish it had been so much longer. so many awesome and thinky things were said in it). and then I went to the transformation panel. Even though I also really wanted to go to the moresomes one as well. Oh well.
I skipped out on Jacque's - I hung out with psuedo_catalyst and I read the really ridic prompts from the TSN kinkmeme out loud. Because I'm classy.
Then there was massive room party and I ended up wandering over to someones (aka's?) room where I flailed at lucifuge_5 about bandom for, oh, an hour and a half? I think? I need to finish that email of links for her.
Sunday and Monday, I pretty much just hung out with fangirls - mostly the same ones. I seem to follow omphale23 around like a lost duckling. *G* Somewhere in there (Sunday, I think), I managed to creep everyone out. I apparently have an evil laugh just like Brendon Urie's. Win?
Trudged across Boston with all my stuff on Monday night, then went to Pstump's concert on Tuesday (april 5th). It was amazing. He was amazing. We talked a little about star wars. Whoever says he is 5'4" is lying to you. He's tinier then I am, and I am 5'4". (Seriously, if you get a chance to see him, GO).
I'll post the pics I do have later *G* |
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