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Belated and everything. (Working on catching up on all the posts I've been working on writing since Wednesdayish.)
Got not enough sleep day before con, but figured I was only there for the Thursday so that wouldn't be too bad in the grand scheme of things. Got a lift into the city with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
teinedreugan, got to Hynes at about nine and registered just as con was opening. Waved at people I knew. Retrieved a flung bottle for the parent of an excessively excited small.
Con officially opened at noon, so I went puttering around looking for a) a drugstore, b) breakfast, or c) twelve o'clock. Ran into Christian, had brief conversation. Failed to find a), got a cinnamon bun and a bottle of milk, and sat down to call my father to confirm that we're coming down this weekend. Wandered back into con-space and sat down in a very purple hallway, engaged in random conversation, stuff.
Dealer's room opened to the tune of Filthy Pierre playing the Hallelujah Chorus on accordion. I had a bad case of Handel for much of the day. Went in, wandered around, failed to findelisem. Went out, studied the Dealer's Room map, located where elisem was to be found, went directly to. Discovered papersky there; we discussed the vagaries of having partners finishing PhDs, and I came to the conclusion that there are arguably harder-to-deal-with things than what I'm doing. Acquired shiny things. (annwyd, remind me to discuss with you the "Ooh, shiny" tote bags.)
Then I wandered around the dealer's room and was completely derailed from my plans for the early afternoon by a very nice wood-block puzzle. (Sufficiently nice that I kept coming back every so often to try to solve bits of it, finally declared, "Hell with this," and bought it.) Since I'm not reading much fiction lately, I thought I'd be mostly safe; nonetheless, got derailed by a bookseller who had Med-Ren relevant books, but, unfortunately, nothing on Slavic costuming. (Or perhaps fortunately, as if she'd had something, I'd have had to buy it.) Also acquired NancyButtons. My backpack is currently highly political; it currently says, "It's not a lifestyle, it's a life"; "Extremists for tolerance"; "Remember when conservatives supported privacy and fiscal responsibility? "; and "Remember when liberals opposed totalitarians and supported free speech on campuses?"
Managed to get to a panel on the subject of goths containing people I didn't know andtnh, who was terrific as always. Some very interesting stuff there, none of which I'm usefully equipped to comment on at the moment in my current state of crispiness. Some disccussion about people fulfilling the roles of emotional purpose for society; androgyny as a favored aesthetic; goth gatherings and British grandmothers; "we talk about the same sorts of things as people who wear colours", and some other stuff I'm sure I'll remember later. Also the 'best clothes' conversation. tnh pointed out that three genres that have catastrophic failure states are porn, humor, and horror; I pointed out to her after the panel broke that they often fail to each other.
Ran intocheshyre somewhere around here (I had, I think, run into rivka earlier than this) and we wandered to the consuite and I had a Coke to deal with the incipient migraine and pretzels to deal with the blood sugar issue. I went to another tnh panel, this one on Mary Sues, and it was also interesting. (I had considered going to the panel on th subject of being mean to characters, which, of course, had Bujold on it, but decided I'd done that last book and didn't need assistance dealing with the emotional repercussions anymore.) I actually ran into cheshyre several times, one of which included playing Marco Polo with xiphias, but my entire sense of time is more muzzy than usual. Sat with rivka in the Sues panel, intermittently discussing research and development for young otters. She has promised to tell me which books on the subject are not insane.
Went to the panel on translation because languages! Yay! Alsoannafdd! Yay! Which is how I wound up going to dinner with annafdd, Charlie Allery, Del Cotter, and someone whose name I didn't know who I gather was a Clarion mate? There was decent food at the Food Court in the Pru mall, and photographs of cats were exchanged through various electronic media.
Somewhere in here I sawmarykaykare and was awfully confused because she was in a motorized rollychair. I had the whole, "I didn't think marykaykare had a wheelchair" issue, and we stared at each other in a state of "I think I know you but not sure and it's sort of weirdly embarassing and I can't see your label!" This was clarified later at her party.
. . . I can't remember a bloody thing I did between dinner and the room party. At party I wound up gravitating towards the local baby just because, y'know, baby, and as a result wound up a part of the couch conversation, which started discussing how my family reacts to polyamory withdhole, continuing into random writing and other conversations with papersky and tnh, pnh wandering through, talking lengthily with one whose name I believe was ckd, and eventually wandering off to call teinedreugan to organise the going home bits.
Who-all did I talk to? I met Sea Wasp (seawasp, I suspect), had a brief discussion of, "Ah, yes, I know you from usenet" with Charlie Stross, which included commentary about wordcount (of course), spent some time discussing "How the hell do I know you?" with stakebait, discovered that timill recognised me from the BOSOX list (which amused the hell out of me; that's a connection I didn't expect to show, though I vaguely hoped to run into Eric Van and Leigh Grossman from asbb-r and failed). Waved at kate_nepveu. Established that I did in fact know thomasyan. Learned nancylebov's LJ account name, and a few others. Encountered rivka, curiousangel, xiphias, cheshyre, larksdream, and miscellaneous others.
Wound up discussing miscellaneous things withthomasyan, and started walking back to Hynes with same, as I was meeting teinedreugan there. (I realised how the hotel door connects up with the route afterwards, by the way, and felt a right idiot for going all the way back and through the space you couldn't go through -- I hope you managed the matter without getting lost.) Eventually hooked up with teinedreugan and went home.
General feelings: I'm glad I did that, and had the opportunity to see the people I did. I'm also glad I did it on a Thursday, as I am still introvert-wiped from the people-density I encountered.
Got not enough sleep day before con, but figured I was only there for the Thursday so that wouldn't be too bad in the grand scheme of things. Got a lift into the city with
teinedreugan, got to Hynes at about nine and registered just as con was opening. Waved at people I knew. Retrieved a flung bottle for the parent of an excessively excited small.Con officially opened at noon, so I went puttering around looking for a) a drugstore, b) breakfast, or c) twelve o'clock. Ran into Christian, had brief conversation. Failed to find a), got a cinnamon bun and a bottle of milk, and sat down to call my father to confirm that we're coming down this weekend. Wandered back into con-space and sat down in a very purple hallway, engaged in random conversation, stuff.
Dealer's room opened to the tune of Filthy Pierre playing the Hallelujah Chorus on accordion. I had a bad case of Handel for much of the day. Went in, wandered around, failed to find
elisem. Went out, studied the Dealer's Room map, located where elisem was to be found, went directly to. Discovered papersky there; we discussed the vagaries of having partners finishing PhDs, and I came to the conclusion that there are arguably harder-to-deal-with things than what I'm doing. Acquired shiny things. (annwyd, remind me to discuss with you the "Ooh, shiny" tote bags.)Then I wandered around the dealer's room and was completely derailed from my plans for the early afternoon by a very nice wood-block puzzle. (Sufficiently nice that I kept coming back every so often to try to solve bits of it, finally declared, "Hell with this," and bought it.) Since I'm not reading much fiction lately, I thought I'd be mostly safe; nonetheless, got derailed by a bookseller who had Med-Ren relevant books, but, unfortunately, nothing on Slavic costuming. (Or perhaps fortunately, as if she'd had something, I'd have had to buy it.) Also acquired NancyButtons. My backpack is currently highly political; it currently says, "It's not a lifestyle, it's a life"; "Extremists for tolerance"; "Remember when conservatives supported privacy and fiscal responsibility? "; and "Remember when liberals opposed totalitarians and supported free speech on campuses?"
Managed to get to a panel on the subject of goths containing people I didn't know and
tnh, who was terrific as always. Some very interesting stuff there, none of which I'm usefully equipped to comment on at the moment in my current state of crispiness. Some disccussion about people fulfilling the roles of emotional purpose for society; androgyny as a favored aesthetic; goth gatherings and British grandmothers; "we talk about the same sorts of things as people who wear colours", and some other stuff I'm sure I'll remember later. Also the 'best clothes' conversation. tnh pointed out that three genres that have catastrophic failure states are porn, humor, and horror; I pointed out to her after the panel broke that they often fail to each other.Ran into
cheshyre somewhere around here (I had, I think, run into rivka earlier than this) and we wandered to the consuite and I had a Coke to deal with the incipient migraine and pretzels to deal with the blood sugar issue. I went to another tnh panel, this one on Mary Sues, and it was also interesting. (I had considered going to the panel on th subject of being mean to characters, which, of course, had Bujold on it, but decided I'd done that last book and didn't need assistance dealing with the emotional repercussions anymore.) I actually ran into cheshyre several times, one of which included playing Marco Polo with xiphias, but my entire sense of time is more muzzy than usual. Sat with rivka in the Sues panel, intermittently discussing research and development for young otters. She has promised to tell me which books on the subject are not insane.Went to the panel on translation because languages! Yay! Also
annafdd! Yay! Which is how I wound up going to dinner with annafdd, Charlie Allery, Del Cotter, and someone whose name I didn't know who I gather was a Clarion mate? There was decent food at the Food Court in the Pru mall, and photographs of cats were exchanged through various electronic media.Somewhere in here I saw
marykaykare and was awfully confused because she was in a motorized rollychair. I had the whole, "I didn't think marykaykare had a wheelchair" issue, and we stared at each other in a state of "I think I know you but not sure and it's sort of weirdly embarassing and I can't see your label!" This was clarified later at her party.. . . I can't remember a bloody thing I did between dinner and the room party. At party I wound up gravitating towards the local baby just because, y'know, baby, and as a result wound up a part of the couch conversation, which started discussing how my family reacts to polyamory with
dhole, continuing into random writing and other conversations with papersky and tnh, pnh wandering through, talking lengthily with one whose name I believe was ckd, and eventually wandering off to call teinedreugan to organise the going home bits.Who-all did I talk to? I met Sea Wasp (
seawasp, I suspect), had a brief discussion of, "Ah, yes, I know you from usenet" with Charlie Stross, which included commentary about wordcount (of course), spent some time discussing "How the hell do I know you?" with stakebait, discovered that timill recognised me from the BOSOX list (which amused the hell out of me; that's a connection I didn't expect to show, though I vaguely hoped to run into Eric Van and Leigh Grossman from asbb-r and failed). Waved at kate_nepveu. Established that I did in fact know thomasyan. Learned nancylebov's LJ account name, and a few others. Encountered rivka, curiousangel, xiphias, cheshyre, larksdream, and miscellaneous others.Wound up discussing miscellaneous things with
thomasyan, and started walking back to Hynes with same, as I was meeting teinedreugan there. (I realised how the hotel door connects up with the route afterwards, by the way, and felt a right idiot for going all the way back and through the space you couldn't go through -- I hope you managed the matter without getting lost.) Eventually hooked up with teinedreugan and went home.General feelings: I'm glad I did that, and had the opportunity to see the people I did. I'm also glad I did it on a Thursday, as I am still introvert-wiped from the people-density I encountered.
