Oh baby. OOOooOoOoooo baby.
ok, just finished my sandwich.
Sakura-con!

oh that joyous time of year in Seattle, when fat people dress skinny, skinny people don armor, people hug strangers, and large crowds actually make you happy. My pilgrimage, my Carnaval, my bbq ribs laced in honey and sauce.
k, waiting in line is haaaado gei (in a bad way), and it seemed like the pre-reg line was just as long as the at-the-door-reg line. I waited for an hour, and this was partially because their database died for a while….
here’s a 4koma summarizing my struggles:
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