MY CUBED CONFESSIONAL

Wednesday, September 20, 2006 11:23:02 AM

So, my overall opinion of the con?

Less queuing because I went to see/get photos with/autographs from only Christina and Gigi this time around; lots of old and new and never-seen friends encountered; more talking to various folks during the day; more time spent in the talks - all good.

The negative? The parties. For starters, the oh-no-not-that-song-again problem; I mean, once a con would be fine, but the same dozen plus songs and their accompanying dances every damn night? Too much. Add to that my realisation (at the worst possible time, really) that (me + loud music + dancing) = plenty not-fun. You can barely talk to anyone, they'll never hear me because I tend to speak quietly, and I don't really enjoy dancing as I'm not any good at it. All of which leaves me sitting there unable to hear what anyone around me is saying and then being left behind when they all go for a jolly dance with all the other people having fun. Hence my distinct out-of-sorts-ness every damn night, which, to be honest, is my own stupid, masochistic fault.

Which brings my overall feeling of the con strongly into the negative, sadly. It might even dissuade me from attending any others.

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Now, that's what I wrote earlier today. What do I think now? Much the same, but slightly less black. As I said, it was entirely my own fault, after all. No one made me stay in there. It's just my usual sort of stupidness. I'm big on that. Heh.

Loved meeting everyone, anyway And all those pictures of people being hugged by Jewel makes me want to be there for that next time around