Summer's memory is revolving

[maypirate]

I guess all I really want to say about my previous entry is this. Don and I were together for seven years, and I couldn't and don't want to erase any of that. We still plan to see each other - he is my friend, he always has been. I don't know that in the coming weeks I won't get annoyed or hurt, but this person and his family are inextricable and wonderful parts of my life. The fact that we've always respected each others' independence and been complete people with and apart from one another makes it easier.

Although it does make all my friends getting married more bittersweet, and right now it's a bunch of weddings I don't want to think about at all. I guess that's why I have a pig to lick away my tears.

And you know I'm getting through my day and what I'm most irritated/upset about right now is my dad interpreting my inability to get up yesterday morning as "the last straw" of...something, and apparently my parents and I need to sit down and have a talk about my life/goals/etc. and good god do I not want to do that. He mentioned something about my stuff being all over the house so tonight while they're at a play I'm going to clean. My cleaning plan is so sinister.

I spent the weekend at the Wizard Comic Con in Chicago with homoshiroi and jou and her boyfriend ericadams. Jo and Chenya got along famously, and impressed each other with their beautiful art and shared it with each other which was nice, although a bit odd when they each insisted to me that I make the other draw/show them something; I had to explain that there was a time we had to wrestle Chenya's folder of pictures away from her to see anything at all. I managed to sell a few buttons that I drew myself, most of which were of Oni in her cup. People like the pig, and who am I to deny her a hint of her cuteness. I made a bunch of buttons for Jo and for Eric and now they have them for the future.

The con itself rather terrified me, though, as American comics -with the exception of those Archie years- have never interested me. I can recognize skill in art, but I just... ain't my bag, yo. So it was weird to walk around in a dealer's room and see so much stuff that was unfamiliar, although I did end up buying pretty much every Speed Racer thing I saw. I have to say I definitely like anime conventions better, for a whole bunch of weird and probably twisted reasons, not the least of which is the merchandise and the superior powers of being on staff. But as an anthropological study of comic-itude where people don't have eyes the size of tractor wheels, it was very interesting. And it was wonderful to see Jo again, of course, even though it wasn't for very long and I kind of was sickish Saturday night. But I have the lingering melancholy of not knowing when I'll see her again.

And this is a very long entry, and I need to go bother Lisa about the list of DVDs we're pulling for our upcoming street sale.

Comments

[yawmin.livejournal.com]

*HUG* (I wanted to post that in your LAST entry, but you locked comments D:)


Dunno if this will cheer up up at all, but: http://community.livejournal.com/theslayers/184185.html?mode=reply
HAVE SUM SLAYERS.

And when are you coming down here? Rita's is waiting for youuuuu~~~

[timbean.livejournal.com]

But as an anthropological study of comic-itude where people don't have eyes the size of tractor wheels, it was very interesting.

it's sentences like this that brighten my day, no joke.

*hugs*

i love you, mayface. we can talk when you're ready.