There really isn't much to say. It was very poorly organized and fell apart halfway through. They con runners really short on funds, so guests didn't come because they knew they weren't going to be paid. The hotel ended up kicking the con runners because they couldn't cover the cost of the conference room rentals and then there was a big clusterfuck about getting refunds for the con goers.
That wasn't even the weird part, though. It was...I don't know. I'm fannishly closeted and not prone to squeeing and I felt a lot of secondhand embarrassment for all the stereotypical fangirl behavior on display. I know that makes me judgey and I totally own it. I just think there's a thin line between appropriate fannish investment/behavior and creepy scary obsession and my obsession squick got hit hard. It could be that I'm not built out for cons or it could be that the people willing to come to a half-assed con exhibit more of those obsessional behaviors than people at a more mainstream con. I'm not sure. I'd like to try again to know if it's me or not, but I don't know that I'll get the chance.
And I don't know where I'm moving to yet. I'm applying for a doctoral internship and I won't know until March where I'll be going. I just know I'll be out of here in May/June.
STUMP!! In Target!
Swear to god. I watched him get totally flustered when some girl hit on him and then I was out of patience and just wanted him to move so I could get my apples. (Of course, that was the day I had my cart piled with all manner of girly and sex necessities. I was embarrassed for a split second -- like PStump gives a fuck what's in my cart -- until I remembered I could practically tell if he was circumcised, his stupid pants were so tight. Really, he's the one who should have been embarrassed.)
Also, Escalator Gridlock sounds like the name of a crappy emo band. I'd probably get a little swoony around Gerard, so I admire your resolve. Unless his hair was dirty -- my opinion of him totally rests on his hair. Fuck, I'm judgey.
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Date: 2010-10-02 03:40 am (UTC)There really isn't much to say. It was very poorly organized and fell apart halfway through. They con runners really short on funds, so guests didn't come because they knew they weren't going to be paid. The hotel ended up kicking the con runners because they couldn't cover the cost of the conference room rentals and then there was a big clusterfuck about getting refunds for the con goers.
That wasn't even the weird part, though. It was...I don't know. I'm fannishly closeted and not prone to squeeing and I felt a lot of secondhand embarrassment for all the stereotypical fangirl behavior on display. I know that makes me judgey and I totally own it. I just think there's a thin line between appropriate fannish investment/behavior and creepy scary obsession and my obsession squick got hit hard. It could be that I'm not built out for cons or it could be that the people willing to come to a half-assed con exhibit more of those obsessional behaviors than people at a more mainstream con. I'm not sure. I'd like to try again to know if it's me or not, but I don't know that I'll get the chance.
And I don't know where I'm moving to yet. I'm applying for a doctoral internship and I won't know until March where I'll be going. I just know I'll be out of here in May/June.
STUMP!! In Target!
Swear to god. I watched him get totally flustered when some girl hit on him and then I was out of patience and just wanted him to move so I could get my apples. (Of course, that was the day I had my cart piled with all manner of girly and sex necessities. I was embarrassed for a split second -- like PStump gives a fuck what's in my cart -- until I remembered I could practically tell if he was circumcised, his stupid pants were so tight. Really, he's the one who should have been embarrassed.)
Also, Escalator Gridlock sounds like the name of a crappy emo band. I'd probably get a little swoony around Gerard, so I admire your resolve. Unless his hair was dirty -- my opinion of him totally rests on his hair. Fuck, I'm judgey.