rainbow sparkle pony explosion.

Ugh. It is impossible for me to come back from a convention without conSARS. I had a terrible night's sleep, and at some point this morning I woke up with my face covered in drool cause I'd been breathing through my mouth instead of my nose.

My interview with SPSCC is Thursday. Wish me luck!

I really don't know what to say about the convention. I had a good time, but there were so very many hiccups. Instead of attempting to pull rank to attend the cosplay, I decided to wait with the congoers in line, and I see now why they were complaining. A lot of people are clamoring for us to break the contract with the Hilton for next year, but I don't see it happening.

I also have no clue why people were coming and complaining to me. It clearly says Writing And Editing Staff on my badge. This does not indicate me to be someone who can do, well, anything about your issue. I was just as lost as anyone else. But I was actually most irritated with my fellow K-con staff. They harassed me up, down and sideways every time I took the staff elevators, even though it was clearly obvious by my badge THAT I WAS STAFF. Goddamn.

Well, if I do end up Publicity Director next year, I'm sure everyone will know me by then and leave me alone. ;)

Shen and I won a prize in the fan creation thing for an Ocean Blue oneshot we did. Does that mean that I can preface my name all the time now with "prize winning author"? I think it does.

Meridan woke me up this morning to tell me that Finn was playing with a half-dead mouse in our bedroom. AAAAUGHH. He had let her out into the living room while he took a shower, and I fell back to sleep right away, so I had no idea until I got back. It was squeaking and everything. Awful.