Romantic purist, lover of creativity, admirer of writers, and a second pair of eyes. Also a lunatic who randomly bites people to smell what their screams feel like. Happy reading!
Another year past, another Bronycon behind us. I wouldn't feel so melancholic if it all didn't have an expiry date on it now. It's only been four short years since I started attending and it's already going out on us. I've made so many friends and met so many people at these conventions that it makes me wonder how I'm going to hold on to those things.
So, if there are any of you left out there who still watch me -- how is?
Yes, I haven't made many horsewords in a while. Yes, I still pop on to stalk muse over the various pieces that get posted on occasion. Yes, I am still aspirating and am still under the siege of the entropic processes.
I was in Texas visiting my father, and he and I had made plans to go to Legoland in the DFW (Dallas Fort Worth) area to tour the park, have a fun day together, and basically relive what I enjoyed a great deal of my childhood with. When we showed up, however, we were turned away because we didn't have a child with us.