Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 03:10 am
So. Yes. Not much with the sleep right now.

My brain is too wired for sleep, but not coherent enough for a real Con report. I will say that, other than small things that were quickly resolved (normal for a high-energy atmosphere like a Con), the only downside of Arisia was that I hardly got to see some people! I got to hang out with some people several times ([livejournal.com profile] envoy, [livejournal.com profile] jasra, [livejournal.com profile] mrf_arch), but there were people I only saw once or twice, and people I somehow managed to completely fail to connect with. :(

Like I keep saying - only way to spend enough time with my up-North friends (not just the Boston ones, the NY, NH, and RI ones) is to live in Boston.

I did my level best to see everyone, from dinner on Wednesday with [livejournal.com profile] mgrasso and [livejournal.com profile] envoy straight through to dinner last night with [livejournal.com profile] wispfox and [livejournal.com profile] jasra/coffee with [livejournal.com profile] felisdemens, [livejournal.com profile] mgrasso, [livejournal.com profile] emilytheslayer, [livejournal.com profile] ragingamazon, [livejournal.com profile] wiley_b, and [livejournal.com profile] primal_pastry. (Today was just hanging out with [livejournal.com profile] docorion, Adam, and the kid.) Every minute was crammed full of people. That's the thing about being in the Con hotel - all you have to do is go down to the mezzanine to see a dozen of your closest friends...

And I think that may be part of why I can't sleep. Body is still on Con time. Body is still expecting more hypercramming of events.

I was emotional on the plane, the kind of emotional that finds something So True in every song on your iPod. Because I was leaving my people. Not just the people I knew, but the people I was meeting. I was leaving my group of fen, my environment where I could just walk out and find someone to snuggle - actually, the trend at Arisia seemed to be not snuggling, but carrying me down the halls. Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] mangosteen and [livejournal.com profile] purple_terror. :) But yes - leaving nearly a full week of that, and returning to my Atlanta isolation. Returning to waiting.

Great stuff happened at this Arisia, and it'll be recapped. One of my favorite moments, for a teaser: I beat a girl! For the first time! And she is still glowy about it two days later! And I have a funny story about how she asked and a funny story about something that happened during the beating, so I have hit the trifecta. This pleases me.

To the original point... I miss all of you. Those I already knew, and those I just met. Those I spent time with, and those I didn't get to.

I'm in Atlanta, but I'm not home.
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 09:23 am (UTC)
I cried tons this weekend. Erg, emo.Mike.

Your hug on Monday night was in my Top Ten Ever. Move here, please. :)
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 09:26 am (UTC)
I am a champion hugger. I can't compete in the Hugging Olympics, because I have gone pro.

You're not so bad yourself. :)
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 09:28 am (UTC)
I am a champion hugger. I can't compete in the Hugging Olympics, because I have gone pro.

What would a performance-enhancing drug be in this metaphor... ecstasy, I guess. *giggle* Still, you are the Cal Ripken of hugs: a steady, game-after-game performance and one of the nicest people in the business. :)

You're not so bad yourself. :)

Bulk and softness often leads to good hugs. :)
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 10:53 am (UTC)
Heh, I have a good friend named Cushion for that very reason.....

/random
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 12:10 pm (UTC)
*grin*

Much better than a pin cushion, to be sure. :)
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 10:02 am (UTC)
There's nothing better than hugs with friends. Unfortunately I know that leaving feeling only too well. Sucks doesn't it? The only thing that can make it better is the thought of future hugs.
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 12:07 pm (UTC)
It was good to meet you. I enjoyed the company on thursday. :)
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 01:05 pm (UTC)
The feeling is mutual. :) We look forward to hanging out with you guys more!
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 12:10 pm (UTC)
It was good to meet you and hang out for a while. Now to hope the "move thing" comes off as planned.
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 01:57 pm (UTC)
I know about being "home" but not being Home. I feel that way here in DC. I've got family and friends here but my home? In Austin.

Yeah, I really don't have anything else. I just know how you feel.
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 03:09 pm (UTC)
So do I.

I've moved around so much in this outside world that my online friends are my closest, longest-term friends.

Unfortunately, they're scattered on the wind, so moving to a "Boston" where they'd all be fairly close won't work.

sigh

-- Grey
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 03:25 pm (UTC)
I guess the old adage applies. "Home is where the heart is", which I always thought a bit odd, if taken literally.
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 04:10 pm (UTC)
Home is where you wear your hat. Character is what you are in the dark
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 04:48 pm (UTC)
I wore *two* hats in Boston!

And my character is apparently very loud and given to begging and crying out and occasional profanity.
Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 09:39 pm (UTC)
Well, yes. But given how you picked up on the other obscure reference I was sort of seeing if you'd pick up on this one. *grin* Aye Are A Geek!
Thursday, January 26th, 2006 03:25 pm (UTC)
Is it a movie thing? I'm way being on the movie part of my geekdom. (I probably blow you away on comics, though.)
Thursday, January 26th, 2006 04:33 pm (UTC)
yes, since I don't do comics really at all. the movie is, as clued by my icon, Buckaroo Banzai.
Thursday, January 26th, 2006 04:40 pm (UTC)
Ah, okay! I've only ever seen it once, a few months ago, very interrupted by TomStuff (he was leaving for the airport halfway through the movie) and KidStuff (homework).
Thursday, January 19th, 2006 04:44 am (UTC)
I know how precious your time was so I was very happy that I got to share a bunch of it with you. There were certainly many good huggers this year. More than I remember from before but maybe that's because I was more huggable this year than before. Anyway, I'm looking forward to when you move back home.