Boo, creepy foot doctor! Hooray, beer!
Jul. 27th, 2006 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariFRIDAY, Trinoc Day One
Friday began with Jason getting his luggage, and Liz meeting up with her roomie Loren, who came in on a MUCH later flight than Liz did.
We all made the trip to a nearby Denny's for breakfast. I got catcalled, and not in a nice way, but I tried not to care. We had our breakfast, and a long conversation with an LGBT involved waiter (it was hard for him NOT to be family). I need to call him. He helps run an LGBT youth center, and'd like us to go to an LGBT "Career Day" for his "kids." I need to call his number.
When we got back, the con was in full swing. I set up my table, and got my laptop ready to display the comic when I was viciously hit ion the head by a roving webcomic artist named Erin Lindsey. After regaining consciousness, many hugs were exchanged, catching up was done, and we relaxed behind our tables till it was time for the first panel.
But, now because of these stupid hours, I have to go to bed. I really hate just having to slam the brakes on when I'm getting energized because my hours and commute are awful. I may have a job, but the hours need some serious tweaking.
Friday began with Jason getting his luggage, and Liz meeting up with her roomie Loren, who came in on a MUCH later flight than Liz did.
We all made the trip to a nearby Denny's for breakfast. I got catcalled, and not in a nice way, but I tried not to care. We had our breakfast, and a long conversation with an LGBT involved waiter (it was hard for him NOT to be family). I need to call him. He helps run an LGBT youth center, and'd like us to go to an LGBT "Career Day" for his "kids." I need to call his number.
When we got back, the con was in full swing. I set up my table, and got my laptop ready to display the comic when I was viciously hit ion the head by a roving webcomic artist named Erin Lindsey. After regaining consciousness, many hugs were exchanged, catching up was done, and we relaxed behind our tables till it was time for the first panel.
But, now because of these stupid hours, I have to go to bed. I really hate just having to slam the brakes on when I'm getting energized because my hours and commute are awful. I may have a job, but the hours need some serious tweaking.
