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The MCM Report, featuring ConFuzzled 2015!
10 years ago
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You know that time where I said that I wouldn't be going to ConFuzzled, telling everyone that I wouldn't be there because I was going to London MCM? That was a lie, a lie to ensure that my surprise, and planned, visit on the Monday would go without a hitch but it nearly went wrong... Before any of that though, I'm going to dive straight into the London MCM report!
Instead of attending London MCM as planned, I decided to volunteer for Yu-Gi-Oh work and gave my ticket to someone who wanted one but couldn't afford it - it was a good decision, as the ticket was going to be wasted. Arriving in London on the Thursday with my trusty bicycle, I dashed around London and managed to end up in the borough of Chelsea just outside of Stamford Bridge, before eventually getting to the hotel which was a yacht that was parked just outside of the ExCeL centre in the dock :D
Working all three days - Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, meant that I had very little time for myself during the day but I did manage to get a few pictures with other furries and hang out with them when I could! My voice was hoarse by the end of the weekend though, talking all day lead to that, and not even Beechem's worked as expected :c But I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and would love to do it again.
This leads onto ConFuzzled, but before that I'll tell you about the story of how I managed to get myself to Croydon with some hints of madness: I didn't know how to use the London train system, as I usually just cycle places, but getting off at one place led me to drop off a few things to a few in the nearby area and then having to dash to another train station to catch a train to Croydon, where I was staying for the night - leaving in the morning for ConFuzzled.
Trying to get to ConFuzzled was hard enough: Diversions around London due to the London 10k marathon, nearly being ran over by a black woman trying to reverse her car despite stopping without warning, being on the wrong train, and missing my next planned train due to not having a bicycle reservation ticket due to a hiccup at London Euston.
I eventually arrived at ConFuzzled, exhausted from the madness that I had done; got myself lost trying to get there from the train station and then cycled around the front entrance just to announce my arrival but not before sending out a message on Twitter saying that I was en-route, using the #SurpriseMotherfucker hashtag :D
Didn't register or anything but the five hours that I spent there was amazing and flew by; sharing Jaffa Cakes with a few people at Con-Ops, helping someone remember something that they had forgotten moments previously, and hanging out with friends of whom I've not seen since last year or at previously attended meets, even rekindling an old friendship with someone who I had an argument with on Twitter a few years ago xD
On the way home: I couldn't help but wonder why black people were stereotypically seen as "dumbfucks" by white people, then watching two black people force open an automatic door of a broken/out of service toilet, despite a big, red, flashy text next to it saying "out of order" and the buttons not working...
I'm sorry, not sorry, but if you're going to be dumbfuck and not bother to read any signs then you're only reinforcing the racial stereotype that white people give you :\
I'm not being racist to another here but if you're proving a stereotype then you've only yourself to blame for being a dumbfuck, just like how "white trash" are also dumbfucks in their own right.
All-in-all: It was an amazing weekend, two conventions in the space of a few days, against the odds and I'd love to do it all again next year :D Yu-Gi-Oh has become my main hobby, meaning that furries are just a side-thing for me now due to a few petty things that have happened on a local level but that's for another journal >.>
Instead of attending London MCM as planned, I decided to volunteer for Yu-Gi-Oh work and gave my ticket to someone who wanted one but couldn't afford it - it was a good decision, as the ticket was going to be wasted. Arriving in London on the Thursday with my trusty bicycle, I dashed around London and managed to end up in the borough of Chelsea just outside of Stamford Bridge, before eventually getting to the hotel which was a yacht that was parked just outside of the ExCeL centre in the dock :D
Working all three days - Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, meant that I had very little time for myself during the day but I did manage to get a few pictures with other furries and hang out with them when I could! My voice was hoarse by the end of the weekend though, talking all day lead to that, and not even Beechem's worked as expected :c But I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and would love to do it again.
This leads onto ConFuzzled, but before that I'll tell you about the story of how I managed to get myself to Croydon with some hints of madness: I didn't know how to use the London train system, as I usually just cycle places, but getting off at one place led me to drop off a few things to a few in the nearby area and then having to dash to another train station to catch a train to Croydon, where I was staying for the night - leaving in the morning for ConFuzzled.
Trying to get to ConFuzzled was hard enough: Diversions around London due to the London 10k marathon, nearly being ran over by a black woman trying to reverse her car despite stopping without warning, being on the wrong train, and missing my next planned train due to not having a bicycle reservation ticket due to a hiccup at London Euston.
I eventually arrived at ConFuzzled, exhausted from the madness that I had done; got myself lost trying to get there from the train station and then cycled around the front entrance just to announce my arrival but not before sending out a message on Twitter saying that I was en-route, using the #SurpriseMotherfucker hashtag :D
Didn't register or anything but the five hours that I spent there was amazing and flew by; sharing Jaffa Cakes with a few people at Con-Ops, helping someone remember something that they had forgotten moments previously, and hanging out with friends of whom I've not seen since last year or at previously attended meets, even rekindling an old friendship with someone who I had an argument with on Twitter a few years ago xD
On the way home: I couldn't help but wonder why black people were stereotypically seen as "dumbfucks" by white people, then watching two black people force open an automatic door of a broken/out of service toilet, despite a big, red, flashy text next to it saying "out of order" and the buttons not working...
I'm sorry, not sorry, but if you're going to be dumbfuck and not bother to read any signs then you're only reinforcing the racial stereotype that white people give you :\
I'm not being racist to another here but if you're proving a stereotype then you've only yourself to blame for being a dumbfuck, just like how "white trash" are also dumbfucks in their own right.
All-in-all: It was an amazing weekend, two conventions in the space of a few days, against the odds and I'd love to do it all again next year :D Yu-Gi-Oh has become my main hobby, meaning that furries are just a side-thing for me now due to a few petty things that have happened on a local level but that's for another journal >.>
I'm having a similar shift in loyalties, to be honest, except it's Magic that's eating away at my wallet and my time. Though next year I'd at least like to go to ONE con. >.>
Glad you had a fun run, Sparky, your cycling omnipotence never ceases to amaze. :P
I'm a cycling maniac, no matter what the struggle I'll always attempt it.
And I wanna make my first con a good one, ya know. Was thinking CF, MWFF, or EF next year.
I want my 21st birthday present, dammit! >.<
That's on par with those who won't go to their local meet, or any cons that are so close to them that they can walk 10 minutes there, until they've got a fursuit. I could of went to ConFuzzled in 2009, when it was in Manchester, but I didn't and I eventually went in 2012 when it was further south and only for a day.
I don't suffer from hype and popufurs, I swear I must be immune to it.
There was, is, and always will be cliqueé people.
And in the case of people who may see me more often, good. If anything, I want to be as far away from them as possible.
All I want is a good experience, money is my only limiting factor. If myself and half the furries I knew were going to ScotiaCon, then I'd spend the entire weekend/day looking behind my back, making sure I do my best to avoid them.
I go to a new place, I see people for the first time, with preferably little to no baggage (of the emotional variety). In the off-chance the people I meet become people I want to socialise with, I'll keep them at a painstakingly balanced length away from me, just how I like it.