I really ought to stop reading con reports

[figmo]

It rarely fails to happen:

1. I go to a con.
2. I feel good for having gone to the con and having had a good time.
3. I read the con reports, see myself totally absent, and get really depressed.

This continuously amazes me, given that I've done some things over the years I thought were highly conspicuous. I once coordinated the smuggling of a sousaphone into OVFF. I have run cons. I have done concerts complete with costume changes and choreography. I've tried to make a sanitary napkin with wings fly while on stage. I've brought an insufferably cute dog to cons.

This time even the dog didn't get mentioned.

Comments

[delennara.livejournal.com]

I know exactly how you feel. I said the same thing before, and got the same comment you got from bardling. And while I must admit that it is logically right...yeah.
*hugs*
I look very much forward to meet you at 16 tones, and if I get to write a conreport, I promise to mention you ;-) . Will you mention me ,too?

[figmo.livejournal.com]

To say "yes" would be an understatement.

Suffice it to say I've got a couple of things up my sleeve I'm waiting to see your reaction on.