Well Comic-Con comes to a close for me and it leaves somewhat of a disappointing taste in my mouth. Right next to the taste of some awesome sushi that I treated myself to for dinner.
Wednesday was driving to San Diego and stopping off at the con for badges and a peek at the dealer’s room and that was about it.
Thursday was let’s buy everything day where I got a few posters and a girly book. I walked around aimlessly a LOT but saw pretty much everything on the floor. I followed the Dayfree Press gang to the mall and that was about it.
Friday was let’s go to panels the entire day day. I went to Blank Label, Dumbrella, Keenspot, and Scott McCloud panels – all quite entertaining. In the evening I went to Spike and Mike’s Sick and Twisted Animation Festival, the “gauntlet run,” where people booed off stuff they didn’t like. They seemed to not like anything with words, or from France/Canada. Blood was a big hit.
Saturday was I’m exhausted so let’s waste a day day where I sat around and played Nintendo DS with people at the booth. I also got this massiv high score at Tetris which took about two hours out of my day. Stupid enough, I played some DDR Universe and SuperNova, then went straight outside into the blistering heat and walked for about 10 blocks. I was hungry, thirsty, hot, tired, etc… but fortunately at the end of my trek was some Jamba Juice. Then I ran through this water fountain thing for a while. I pretty much missed most of the panels I planned on going to, and I returned back to the hotel room relatively early (here I am!) to um, blog. And see if Paolo was around.

See uh here’s the problem though. Paolo’s phone isn’t working today since it won’t detect his battery so he’s pretty much not contactable. I’d pick him up but we didn’t really set up any meeting times. I know he’s going to this dance party tonight but I’m not sure if he knows the buses stop running after midnight. Last resort is either he can walk or take a taxi…
Gosh I’m a bad friend, and it’s all because I was making time for stuff that wouldn’t happen in the first place.

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