This weekend.

Saturday. Woke up at ten. Theresa distracted me until eleven. Whoops. Eventually made my way down to PAS-Con; got above ground around a quarter after two, and to the con itself about three (stopped at the store for some headache stuff because I had one out of nowhere and then there was a mile-long line for coffee). By the way, they only glanced at my ID, but it was better that I'd come prepared. As predicted, though, it was nothing to write home about: just a shittier version of SpringFest. Found Adam, hung out with him for a while until Ruko found me. I basically sat in the maid cafe all day and bullshitted. Won a round of Janken, so I got a small Soul Eater figure for arthoniel, even if it's not the one she cosplays. Whoops. Ate dinner with Ru, Andrea, Trevor, Arvee, and some others, then went to find Esmeralda in Grand Central, so I missed Sneko's show.

Esmeralda was at Karaokestuck, and she'd been drinking, leaving many people many drunk!texts. It'd been a few hours so she had sobered enough to navigate the subway by herself, not a big deal (and there was some other drama, but I won't speak of that. tl;dr - I hate people). So we went back to her house for the emotional support I promised her, only to find out that her mother had eaten our commiseration ice cream. :/ So we watched the Rangers game, which cheered us up a little, and went to sleep.

Sunday, we had to go back to the karaoke place when they opened at one because Es had left her credit card there. From there, we went to Leigh's and hung out with her and Sparkles forever. Jet, Kaitlin, and ... oh god, what was the other girl's name....? Anyway, there were seven of us for a little while. We got food, it was delicious. The other three left, we fell into characters and watched 1970s Alice in Wonderland-based musical porn, took Sparkles home, Es wasn't feeling well (what the fuck else is new, really. There's always something wrong with her), Leigh and I played Fluxx until two in the morning (Zombie Fluxx made me extremely nervous, and Matt appropriately won Hippie Fluxx). Eventually, even with a cup of coffee, I had to be a loser and the first to fall out, so we slept on couches in her basement.

When I woke up this morning, I half-expected to see snow on the ground, since it was a very snow-looking sky. Nope, fifty degrees. :V Another cup of coffee, Es took me home, Leigh went off to a job interview (she got it! :D), and I... augh.

Jose signed with Florida Miami the Marlins, you guys. For real this time. MY BrOTP is over. Say goodbye to the icon, everyone. ;A;

And then this stupid article about Valerie fucking Reidy. Not to knock the teachers at the school, it's just Reidy I hate. I wasn't there for her, thank god, but I have friends who were, and they told me the change between Mr. Blumenstein and Mr. Stark and her was awful. I keep talking to Scienceites when I can find them, and from what I hear, it just keeps getting worse. It makes me sad.

And I fell back asleep and had a half-nightmare about the dogs we've had before Bradley, and I'm trying to learn and choreograph three dances at once and read my book (A Storm of Swords is ready for me at the library!) because I can't renew it and buy some ice skates and upload videos from PAS-Con (seriously, why does it take me SO LONG to upload them?!) and I've got to go to work tomorrow unlike my plan and... augh!

Rangers lost to Toronto, 4-2. Snapped a five-game streak. Next game is Thursday.

I'm just done today. I'm gonna go practice and read.