DRAGON*CON 2008! THURSDAY!
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tenel_kaOH HAY. IT'S TIME FOR THE START OF THE D*C RECAP. It'll be separated into days. I was going to try to make it one long post but there's too much crap to contain into one big post -- so like last year it will be split up. LET'S BEGIN.
YOUR CAST & CREW / THURSDAY - AUGUST 28th, 2008:
MARRIOTT, ROOM 2824 ("Nobody, Jeff Gordon.") --
Heather [ Tenel Ka ]
LIKES: 80's music, making really stupid faces, ruining perfectly good pictures by laughing/making stupid faces
DISLIKES: falling off of the makeup stool, things that make her emit a totally disgusted noise
OVERHEARD: "Don't be that guy."
Ashley [ Aphy ]
LIKES: doing makeup, drinking lots of coke
DISLIKES: doing fucking makeup, those boots she purposely left at the hotel, when Heather messes up her makeup while they're not in the room
OVERHEARD: "Where's the death wheel? WHERE DID THE DEATH WHEEL GO?"
Sara [ TheQueenMother ]
LIKES: getting a cot, showing off her "GICK" side
DISLIKES: inconsiderate a-holes, being told the front desk has no blankets
OVERHEARD: "Don't make me kick you in the taint!"
GUESTS THAT I DON'T REMEMBER THEIR HOTEL NUMBER BECAUSE FOR SOME REASON I HAD A HARD ENOUGH TIME REMEMBERING MY OWN --
Kyle [ kayzie ]
OVERHEARD: "I'M FOUR."
Cati [ Wes ]
OVERHEARD: "Fucker."
Emily [ Lusa ]
OVERHEARD: "The Sirius hit on me!"
Ronnie [ Creepy ]
OVERHEARD: "I'm sweating out all the alcohol!"
Erin [ Biracial Butterfly ]
OVERHEARD: "Haha, guess who took my picture again?"
Jeremy [ Pirate Extra #23 ]
OVERHEARD: "Did somebody say ABE LINCOLN?"
It is almost 9 in the morning and we are leaving, woo! So I get in the Explorer and there is a big box of doughnuts (the really big puffy glazed kind jsdfjakslfjd) sitting in between me and Ronnie. Anyone who has known me for a long time knows I have a horrible aversion to said supposedly tasty treats because of a traumatic experience I had when I was little that was basically me throwing up in front of a Comfort Inn (I swear everyone was watching me out their windows) once after eating one -- and then everyone who knows me knows how much I hate throwing up.
So there are the doughnuts and there is me pressing myself away from them. Later in the car ride I had to kind of lay down cause my tailbone was killing me (it still does even after all these weeks -- if I am sitting for a long period of time). This puts my face next to said doughnuts. ksajdklsjdfkajsd ewwwwwwww. Ronnie also made sure to eat a few while I was watching and I was probably making faces I didn't even know I could make.
Look at him, enjoying his damn circular pastry of doom.
I drove North Carolina, which is the longest and most boring state EVER, but at least this time I didn't get a speeding ticket. :D
We were almost to South Carolina when we stopped for a late lunch -- and we ate at Subway. Now, we all love Subway, but last time we ate at a Subway in the Carolinas (on the way back from D*C a couple years ago), our eyes burned like crazy from the onions. We joked about it before we went in this one -- that our eyes would burn from the onions again. And lo and behold, by the time we were done with our subs and out of there, our eyes were watering and itching and we were like WHAT THE SHIT? I don't know if the onions up here aren't as potent or what, but WTF WITH THE EYE BURNING IN CAROLINA SUBWAYS? D:
Erin and her burning eyes.
We got to Atlanta around 7 p.m., and Ashley (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
see_aphy_be) and Sara (jill_sparrow) just finished getting their badges. The line was insane, they said. Like an hour and a half long. We got all our crap out of the car and pulled our shit to the Marriott where we were all staying this year -- all this while I was fuming about the fact that they gave us a king bed, not a double -- and they didn't have any cots. Sara was like, "I can sleep on the floor, it's okay!" And I'm like "WTF NO WE ARE NOT STANDING FOR THIS." This thread of the story continues at a later point and here is where we decide I need to get my badge.
Sara and Ashley, sweethearts that they are, come with me to get my badge and wait in line AGAIN. Mind you, the line right now is wrapped around like... three sides of the Hyatt, but whatever. We get in it and stand around and I bitch continuously that I'm hungry and thirsty and then some tool walks by with a pizza. But I wasn't about to get out of line and then have to wait in it again later -- and by this point it's like 9:30. Registration closed at 11. So I was going to take it like a man and wait.
These people tried to like, weasel their way in line near us since they had cut off the end of the line and we were like, "uhm... the fuck?" So we pushed our way back in front of them and they realized we were SRSBISNEZZ and got behind us. Then a dude that was in that group made us laugh by talking about punching people in the taint and yelling, "PENIS!" to which Sara echoed not two seconds later. We all giggled like little kids and the line continued to move. It was kind of slow, but it moved. The guy ended up saying to us before we all split off into our LAST NAME LINES: "Goodbye beautiful redheads that I will never see again." And I was like, "Dude, the convention isn't that big."
I ended up seeing him that night while walking through the Hyatt, but he didn't see me. In my head I was like, "LOL I WAS RIGHT."
So I got my badge and we putzed around a little. We met up with Ronnie and he sat with us while we got sammiches at the shop place in the Marriott. I scarfed as much as I could cause I was so damn hungry, but that thing was a big sammich. Then we saw Kyle and Cati and we were like OMG HAYYYY and crap and we sat around and goofed off. Then Ronnie and Ashley and Sara and I explored the renovations in the Marriott (OMG, it is so amazing compared to what it used to be, and it used to be pretty awesome -- also, we flipped out cause there was the guy wiping the floor in the entranceway to the pool and we were like WHAT?) and then we wandered to the Hyatt for a few then we retired to our rooms and it was suddenly like 2 a.m. and we're like "what the shit"...
We had gone to the front desk to ask for blankets while we were downstairs with Ronnie so we could try to make some sort of thing for Sara to sleep on that wasn't just THE FLOOR. We had debated making a fort, but we never did. They said they would send blankets up. And an hour later, sitting in the hotel room, we still had no blankets. So we called down and they're like, "OH WE HAVE NO BLANKETS LEFT." ............. "BUT WE CAN SEND UP A COT."
Okay, so in five or six hours a bunch of cots magically appeared? I think someone was being a lazy bitch before and just didn't want to send us up a cot.
BUT LOOK WE GOT ONE! AND IT HAD BLANKETS ON IT! For some reason they also sent up about six extra pillow shams, which was a big, "...WHAT?" But whatever, it was pretty damn amusing. Here is Sara and her cot!
Also! OUR CLOSET!
Ashley's costumes, my costumes and Sara's costumes! :D
We also saw George Takei and Linda Blair while we were wandering around the hotel so I got all fangirl cause it was like HOLY CRAP WE'RE AT DRAGON*CON! JKsjfkdjfkajsdk!
I think the King Bed/Cot worked out in the end cause it gave us a lot more room to throw our shit around. You will see pictures of the messy room, don't worry.
BUT FIRST! FRIDAY! Which will be soon, hehe~ :D
YOUR CAST & CREW / THURSDAY - AUGUST 28th, 2008:
MARRIOTT, ROOM 2824 ("Nobody, Jeff Gordon.") --
Heather [ Tenel Ka ]
LIKES: 80's music, making really stupid faces, ruining perfectly good pictures by laughing/making stupid faces
DISLIKES: falling off of the makeup stool, things that make her emit a totally disgusted noise
OVERHEARD: "Don't be that guy."
Ashley [ Aphy ]
LIKES: doing makeup, drinking lots of coke
DISLIKES: doing fucking makeup, those boots she purposely left at the hotel, when Heather messes up her makeup while they're not in the room
OVERHEARD: "Where's the death wheel? WHERE DID THE DEATH WHEEL GO?"
Sara [ TheQueenMother ]
LIKES: getting a cot, showing off her "GICK" side
DISLIKES: inconsiderate a-holes, being told the front desk has no blankets
OVERHEARD: "Don't make me kick you in the taint!"
GUESTS THAT I DON'T REMEMBER THEIR HOTEL NUMBER BECAUSE FOR SOME REASON I HAD A HARD ENOUGH TIME REMEMBERING MY OWN --
Kyle [ kayzie ]
OVERHEARD: "I'M FOUR."
Cati [ Wes ]
OVERHEARD: "Fucker."
Emily [ Lusa ]
OVERHEARD: "The Sirius hit on me!"
Ronnie [ Creepy ]
OVERHEARD: "I'm sweating out all the alcohol!"
Erin [ Biracial Butterfly ]
OVERHEARD: "Haha, guess who took my picture again?"
Jeremy [ Pirate Extra #23 ]
OVERHEARD: "Did somebody say ABE LINCOLN?"
It is almost 9 in the morning and we are leaving, woo! So I get in the Explorer and there is a big box of doughnuts (the really big puffy glazed kind jsdfjakslfjd) sitting in between me and Ronnie. Anyone who has known me for a long time knows I have a horrible aversion to said supposedly tasty treats because of a traumatic experience I had when I was little that was basically me throwing up in front of a Comfort Inn (I swear everyone was watching me out their windows) once after eating one -- and then everyone who knows me knows how much I hate throwing up.
So there are the doughnuts and there is me pressing myself away from them. Later in the car ride I had to kind of lay down cause my tailbone was killing me (it still does even after all these weeks -- if I am sitting for a long period of time). This puts my face next to said doughnuts. ksajdklsjdfkajsd ewwwwwwww. Ronnie also made sure to eat a few while I was watching and I was probably making faces I didn't even know I could make.
Look at him, enjoying his damn circular pastry of doom.
I drove North Carolina, which is the longest and most boring state EVER, but at least this time I didn't get a speeding ticket. :D
We were almost to South Carolina when we stopped for a late lunch -- and we ate at Subway. Now, we all love Subway, but last time we ate at a Subway in the Carolinas (on the way back from D*C a couple years ago), our eyes burned like crazy from the onions. We joked about it before we went in this one -- that our eyes would burn from the onions again. And lo and behold, by the time we were done with our subs and out of there, our eyes were watering and itching and we were like WHAT THE SHIT? I don't know if the onions up here aren't as potent or what, but WTF WITH THE EYE BURNING IN CAROLINA SUBWAYS? D:
Erin and her burning eyes.
We got to Atlanta around 7 p.m., and Ashley (
see_aphy_be) and Sara (jill_sparrow) just finished getting their badges. The line was insane, they said. Like an hour and a half long. We got all our crap out of the car and pulled our shit to the Marriott where we were all staying this year -- all this while I was fuming about the fact that they gave us a king bed, not a double -- and they didn't have any cots. Sara was like, "I can sleep on the floor, it's okay!" And I'm like "WTF NO WE ARE NOT STANDING FOR THIS." This thread of the story continues at a later point and here is where we decide I need to get my badge.Sara and Ashley, sweethearts that they are, come with me to get my badge and wait in line AGAIN. Mind you, the line right now is wrapped around like... three sides of the Hyatt, but whatever. We get in it and stand around and I bitch continuously that I'm hungry and thirsty and then some tool walks by with a pizza. But I wasn't about to get out of line and then have to wait in it again later -- and by this point it's like 9:30. Registration closed at 11. So I was going to take it like a man and wait.
These people tried to like, weasel their way in line near us since they had cut off the end of the line and we were like, "uhm... the fuck?" So we pushed our way back in front of them and they realized we were SRSBISNEZZ and got behind us. Then a dude that was in that group made us laugh by talking about punching people in the taint and yelling, "PENIS!" to which Sara echoed not two seconds later. We all giggled like little kids and the line continued to move. It was kind of slow, but it moved. The guy ended up saying to us before we all split off into our LAST NAME LINES: "Goodbye beautiful redheads that I will never see again." And I was like, "Dude, the convention isn't that big."
I ended up seeing him that night while walking through the Hyatt, but he didn't see me. In my head I was like, "LOL I WAS RIGHT."
So I got my badge and we putzed around a little. We met up with Ronnie and he sat with us while we got sammiches at the shop place in the Marriott. I scarfed as much as I could cause I was so damn hungry, but that thing was a big sammich. Then we saw Kyle and Cati and we were like OMG HAYYYY and crap and we sat around and goofed off. Then Ronnie and Ashley and Sara and I explored the renovations in the Marriott (OMG, it is so amazing compared to what it used to be, and it used to be pretty awesome -- also, we flipped out cause there was the guy wiping the floor in the entranceway to the pool and we were like WHAT?) and then we wandered to the Hyatt for a few then we retired to our rooms and it was suddenly like 2 a.m. and we're like "what the shit"...
We had gone to the front desk to ask for blankets while we were downstairs with Ronnie so we could try to make some sort of thing for Sara to sleep on that wasn't just THE FLOOR. We had debated making a fort, but we never did. They said they would send blankets up. And an hour later, sitting in the hotel room, we still had no blankets. So we called down and they're like, "OH WE HAVE NO BLANKETS LEFT." ............. "BUT WE CAN SEND UP A COT."
Okay, so in five or six hours a bunch of cots magically appeared? I think someone was being a lazy bitch before and just didn't want to send us up a cot.
BUT LOOK WE GOT ONE! AND IT HAD BLANKETS ON IT! For some reason they also sent up about six extra pillow shams, which was a big, "...WHAT?" But whatever, it was pretty damn amusing. Here is Sara and her cot!
Also! OUR CLOSET!
Ashley's costumes, my costumes and Sara's costumes! :D
We also saw George Takei and Linda Blair while we were wandering around the hotel so I got all fangirl cause it was like HOLY CRAP WE'RE AT DRAGON*CON! JKsjfkdjfkajsdk!
I think the King Bed/Cot worked out in the end cause it gave us a lot more room to throw our shit around. You will see pictures of the messy room, don't worry.
BUT FIRST! FRIDAY! Which will be soon, hehe~ :D
