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So my boss asks me, “What’s ‘pocky’?”
I almost answered, “It’s candy,” before I remembered that he’s in his fifties, he’s the senior vice president of the office, he makes $100,000+ per year, etc. So why the hell is he asking about con food? So instead of answering, I played dumb. “Pocky?”
“Pocky,” he replied and showed me a report I’d just turned into him.



Oops.

I swear I was only thinking about work while I was writing that report, not cons or cosplay.
Ah, I can’t swear to that. Even I don’t trust my own brain. My subconscious was probably stuck on Ikki-con. Have I mentioned that I’m really want to go to a con already? It’s been five months since my last fix, I’m dying here. Gwaaa.
I didn’t do much this weekend. I was supposed to get a helluva lot of work done on my cosplay, but I didn’t so much. I spent most of Saturday at Ikea. I’d been wanting to go since November but at the time I was like, “No, you shouldn’t go. You can’t buy presents for yourself AND other people. Wait till after Christmas.” Then after Christmas I was all, “Well, you’ve got Ikki-con coming up. Save your money for that and wait till after Ikki.” But I misbehaved and went anyways. The first time I went through took about two hours; I munched on those yummy cinnamon rolls they sell there to keep up my strength. I saw SpaceInvader there buying furniture stuffs. I was surprised to see another cosplayer there and could only think of dumb questions to ask, like, “Are you going to Ikki-con?” Well duh. I hope it didn’t weird her mom out when I called her “Spacey” instead of by her name.
After I had my wishlist ready, I went through a second time and had about two carts of stuff by the time I finished. Just before I got to the registers though, I had a moment of clarity. I realized that I didn’t really have time to be putting together all of this furniture (not to mention I may or may not really need all of it) when I’ve already got two unfinished costumes that need attention. So I put half of it back and rewarded my responsibility by treating myself to another cinnamon roll. *drool* I want to go shopping there again . . . for the cinnamon rolls.

Monday was kinda bleh with it’s suck-ass weather and everything. It wasn’t until lunch that I realized it was MLK day and that’s why there wasn’t a big lunch crunch to fight against; some people had the day off. Boo. I wish I had a day off. Ah, how I miss the breaks and holidays of school. Well, that and the girls. Yeah. The poverty and hunger not so much.
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