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The night before...
14 years ago
It's getting later than I'd intended to stay up but I'm excitednervous enough I don't know if I'll be able to sleep. Ehehehee.
My first con! : 0-X I'm bound to make a dolt of myself somehow or other. Already started, in fact; I forgot I canNOT stay overnight as I need to be in FoCo in the AM/PM to let animals in and out and feed food bowls, since I'm petsitting. (OTOH that eases money worries a teensy bit more.) Durhurr, derpyBryn.
SPEAKING OF DERPINESS... someone has not gotten nearly as much done today as she had hoped. (OTOH my new roommate isn't in town and I can't get the moving out of boxes started today like I'd hoped, so yeah. That's definitely waiting 'til after the weekend.) And among these things, Bryndel has misplaced some pony boxes in the mess.
[12:38:54 AM] Bryndel: I don't know where some of my ponies have got to among the boxes ;.;
[12:39:40 AM] Jon: I'm sorry.
[12:40:04 AM] Jon: If only because the thought of you having plausible deniability for their actions...
I had some plans for who might be coming with me to RMFC--esp the Brony gathering tomorrow : 0-P --but looks like Hopscotch is probably staying packed away in whatever box she's hid herself in, along with most of the rest of the clan. Most of these young whippersnappers don't know head from tail on the [ONE, TRUE 3X 0-D ] 80s-style ponies anyway, heh. Old skool pony collectors ftw! I'm sure the brony meetup will be mostly if not all FiM G3.5-4 stuff. (I don't know which is the settled-upon FiM number, if there is one >.> ) But mainly...manely, all jokey retro-snobbery aside, I'm amused and happy to see ponies suddenly popular and beloved of the masses again (even boys.!). The comeback was unexpected, though.
Looking forward to the rest of the con too, not just the ponyponypony stuff (even if I finally feel like I can wear my Minty hat), but less certain of what to expect from the rest of it. I think it'll be fun, though. : 0-D Except driving in Denver. That will probably not. But oh well.
...and as if sleep wasn't elusive enough, wtfrats--my rodent cage did not get properly closed and my little ratlings went on a grand adventure through the room. My little yellow Lightfoot was on the table beside the cage still, but her more-adventurous black sibling had climbed down onto the floor of COURSE and was playing hide and seek inside the boxed-in closet. And I got a little overexcited and snagged the tip of her tail, which means tail slippage and BERLUDD oozing out but fortunately she doesn't seem too pained or traumatized by the ordeal. Just the opposite; that little twerp of a rodent is unfazable and never seems to learn e.e;; As her fan club at Petsmart (where she keeps trying to run down the cart and leap onto the shelves) should know. She could have her whiskers snapped off in a mousetrap and be like WHOAH, FUN, let's do that again! And the cat is way more afraid of her than the other way around--though both are growing braver, and Ellenkitty now plays back and forth with rats through the cage bars on occasion. (I did say back and forth, yes. My rats haven't always got a lot of sense trained/built into their little brains, lol.)
Oh rats. D-0 : I'm glad you're both tucked back safe and tight inside your giant cage o' doom again, at least. And here I foolishly thought that wire-reinforcing the bottom would be the end of those escape-artist worries. *Hurrderp* Oy. Now to try and sleep...
My first con! : 0-X I'm bound to make a dolt of myself somehow or other. Already started, in fact; I forgot I canNOT stay overnight as I need to be in FoCo in the AM/PM to let animals in and out and feed food bowls, since I'm petsitting. (OTOH that eases money worries a teensy bit more.) Durhurr, derpyBryn.
SPEAKING OF DERPINESS... someone has not gotten nearly as much done today as she had hoped. (OTOH my new roommate isn't in town and I can't get the moving out of boxes started today like I'd hoped, so yeah. That's definitely waiting 'til after the weekend.) And among these things, Bryndel has misplaced some pony boxes in the mess.
[12:38:54 AM] Bryndel: I don't know where some of my ponies have got to among the boxes ;.;
[12:39:40 AM] Jon: I'm sorry.
[12:40:04 AM] Jon: If only because the thought of you having plausible deniability for their actions...
I had some plans for who might be coming with me to RMFC--esp the Brony gathering tomorrow : 0-P --but looks like Hopscotch is probably staying packed away in whatever box she's hid herself in, along with most of the rest of the clan. Most of these young whippersnappers don't know head from tail on the [ONE, TRUE 3X 0-D ] 80s-style ponies anyway, heh. Old skool pony collectors ftw! I'm sure the brony meetup will be mostly if not all FiM G3.5-4 stuff. (I don't know which is the settled-upon FiM number, if there is one >.> ) But mainly...manely, all jokey retro-snobbery aside, I'm amused and happy to see ponies suddenly popular and beloved of the masses again (even boys.!). The comeback was unexpected, though.
Looking forward to the rest of the con too, not just the ponyponypony stuff (even if I finally feel like I can wear my Minty hat), but less certain of what to expect from the rest of it. I think it'll be fun, though. : 0-D Except driving in Denver. That will probably not. But oh well.
...and as if sleep wasn't elusive enough, wtfrats--my rodent cage did not get properly closed and my little ratlings went on a grand adventure through the room. My little yellow Lightfoot was on the table beside the cage still, but her more-adventurous black sibling had climbed down onto the floor of COURSE and was playing hide and seek inside the boxed-in closet. And I got a little overexcited and snagged the tip of her tail, which means tail slippage and BERLUDD oozing out but fortunately she doesn't seem too pained or traumatized by the ordeal. Just the opposite; that little twerp of a rodent is unfazable and never seems to learn e.e;; As her fan club at Petsmart (where she keeps trying to run down the cart and leap onto the shelves) should know. She could have her whiskers snapped off in a mousetrap and be like WHOAH, FUN, let's do that again! And the cat is way more afraid of her than the other way around--though both are growing braver, and Ellenkitty now plays back and forth with rats through the cage bars on occasion. (I did say back and forth, yes. My rats haven't always got a lot of sense trained/built into their little brains, lol.)
Oh rats. D-0 : I'm glad you're both tucked back safe and tight inside your giant cage o' doom again, at least. And here I foolishly thought that wire-reinforcing the bottom would be the end of those escape-artist worries. *Hurrderp* Oy. Now to try and sleep...
