So I drive to MFF with  spazzfox and  tigersammy, we had a fun time driving there but I was in the mindset of just getting to the hotel and damn anything else. We did it in about 8 hours including an hour of braving the traffic on the I-94 during rush hour through the downtown Chicago.

I was wiped but still went over to get my staff stuff and got my radio as I was on security. Thursday night, there was very few security staff around and for the craziness that happened, it was frustrating for all of us as we tried to police everyone but we had to do it, it's our job for the convention. That's how things pretty much ended up for me.

Then I started my morning shifts Friday, about four hours a day from 8am till 12pm. Typically the quietest time of the day, no one really is awake or they are all going out to get breakfast. Unfortunately there is always the odd person trying to sleep and the hotel _hates_ it, so on the behalf of the hotel we have to rouse these people and make sure they don't sleep. Personally, I'd just leave them alone and instead just make sure they aren't in distress.

Then on almost every single day I spent most of my time hanging around with people in Security. The reason why? Everytime I would try to talk with someone, they would talk and then the eyes would drift down to the staff badge, then the eyes would go farther down to the security tag and then an awkward silence would start.

And don't get me wrong, it was fun hanging around with these people, they are extremely nice and have great stories to tell but I wanted to make more friends in the fandom and because I'm introverted, I already have a hard enough time doing that.

Another memorable thing from the con includes meeting my ex and his boyfriend on Saturday. He said they where living together for about a year and it was just over a year previous that he broke up with me. So it made me question if he had cheated on me (even if it was long distance, that would still be cheating) and I felt awful so I locked myself away in my room. A good friend told me that I should just go and fursuit around the con, I didn't take his advice but I almost regret that now. Perhaps the strangest part is that even now I still care for him, even though I don't love him anymore.

I also had italian meat for the first time that I've been in chicago area, as well as Steak and Shake. Both were good but this time meals weren't such a big thing.

Overall, the con was kinda meh for me. Not because of the con itself but because of what seemed like a thankless job that when people knew you did it, avoided you like the plague and because my mind wove some traps for myself on Saturday night.

I will return to MFF next year but it's highly debatable that I'll be doing it as a staff member. It is becoming more obvious that I'm burned out in some way, I don't know what it is but it might be partially because of Condition and possibly partly because of the stress from my job.

Also remember, I never bite unless you ask me to :p