Monthly Archives: April 2004

Amazing

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I got craploads of stuff done yesterday around my apartment. I have guests tonight… I’m cooking dinner for the Weavers. Hey, I’d like to cook soon for more of my Ann Arbor area friends.

I’m feeling crappy, but better than I was twenty minutes ago. I feel just like I did after that near-all-nighter at Penguicon. Thank the gods for Motrin Sinus.

I have a second creative project, and I’m very excited about it. I just need to make sure that it doesn’t slow down my novel too much.

Horoscope

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TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Your most important accomplishment this year has been a deepening of your capacity for love. That alone should inspire you to leap up in the air and sing a song of joy. More and more you understand that in order to get the passionate affection you want, you simply have to give the passionate affection you want. If you continue to expand your generosity in the coming months, Taurus, you will receive a flood of evidence about how beautiful you really are. That, in turn, will ensure that the influences you want to bring into your life will also be good for you.

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I’ve just finished reading all 22 issues of Transmetropolitan. Okay, I read six or seven of the issues two days ago, but the rest I read today. Holy crap, that’s a mind twist.

Last night I unpacked from my vacation and packed for my weekend. How cool is that? :)

Apparently, it’s an all-or-nothing thing with regards to me looking like . You either see it or you don’t.

‘s favorite comic artist of all time was at the con, and she couldn’t have been a cooler person. Gave me some thoughts about the comic book industry. *grins evilly* These ideas will work very well with my upcoming trip to Cleveland, methinks.

Things that I am itching to write about this weekend, in no particular order:

  • Steven
  • Outlining my second novel
  • Chapter 16

Maybe my head will explode. :)

-ALERT- Overloaded Skippy -ALERT-

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Penguicon kicked my ass in all the right ways.

The hotel room at the Sheraton was SWANK. That king-size bed was ultra-comfy.

I ran the Neverwhere screening from 2:30 AM to 5:30 AM on Sunday morning, with the lovely . I paid for it the next day, but damn I love that series.

I had terrific food all weekend. I went to some schweet panels (and one lame one). I got my Adventures in the Dream Trade signed my Neil Gaiman. I got a picture with Neil Gaiman. I, of course, was a total fanboy. Apparently, due to a dislike of crab, California rolls are not his thing.

/fanboy

I also spent a LOT of money at the charity auction for the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund. All for a fantastic cause, and I got many, many cool things, including a raver-lighter with a green flame, a ridiculous tie, issues 1-22 of Transmetropolitan, and some ORIGINAL SLUGGY FREELANCE artwork. Like, the shit he drew and scanned in to post the comic. A couple from last week, and a couple from last month. With the vampire plot. I was so stoked.

More on the con and how cool it was as it bubbles to the surface, I’m sure.

The important part is that I had a vacation that I desperately needed and it was amazingly stress-free and perfectly rejuvenating.