Part of my is kind of glad, or tries to be. Otakon/Baltimore is always hot, crowded, and expensive, I hear they are having a horrible time with their internal security, and I need to save money anyway. But in reality, I know I am saying the grapes are sour, I feel left out, and I am pretty miserable about it (and so is CR). It's like a low blow double combo of A: Not having enough money to afford going myself, and B: not being able to drive there and park.
The cascading effect of this is that Christine thought she'd have the house alone, so I ended up disappointing CR, her, and probably a few other people who are going to wonder where I am. I am hoping that this is God's plan, and if I went, I would have died, or been in some horrible situation, or missed some opportunity at work that I now have because I don't have to take Friday off.
At least Gencon is paid for. I took the whole week off because we're leaving on a Tuesday, and I took off Monday-Monday so when I got back Sunday, I could sleep in.
Won't you join my pity party? :(
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