Oh, i had a good time this weekend!Laura and Don showed up to get me at about 1:30 Saturday. We drove to Kirkland to drop off Don's kids, and then went up to Everett to go to Rustycon. After checking in, we got registered and started wandering around.
After a bit, i changed into one of my con outfits. I was a goth girl--dressed in black jeans and a pair of tank tops, a lacy one underneath one that laces up the front. My hair was up in a French roll and I was sprinkled with holographic glitter by Laura. I really want some of the fine-grained glitter--it's almost invisible, it sticks to everything, and it's just a neat substance.
We then went hot-tubbing and then dancing, and then hot-tubbing again. The dance floor was a bit crowded for my tastes, so i didn't stay out for too long. I'm a poor dancer, and attempt to make up for it by being enthusiastic, which means I need a good space clear around me.
I saw Zannah at the dance, but since I've never actually met her in person and I wasn't sure it was her anyway, I didn't go up and introduce myself. Besides, I'd hate to have her think I was some sort of stalker chick. She's a really great dancer, though—she was holding a pair of glowsticks, one in each hand, and was doing this swirly thing with them that was really fascinating to watch. I also saw Llyra, but again i wasn't that sure it was her and so I didn't say hi. I was suffering some sort of weird bout of shyness, I think.
Even though I was being terribly shy and didn't talk to that many people, I had fun. I bought a black and gold mask, and a chainmail bracelet that spirals around my wrist. I also picked up an overdress to go over my chemise, so now I can look like an Irish serving wench, if I like.
Don, Laura, and I all crashed out about 4 am; we had a room with one bed, and so Laura got to hear me snore in her ear. She says I have a cute snore, though, so it's all right.
Sunday morning, we picked up and left, and went to the Olive Garden for lunch. It had been a really long time since i'd been there, and I'd almost forgotten how good it is.
Life trivia: last time I went to the Olive Garden was in Iowa, the afternoon I arrived in Cedar Rapids to visit Melanie this summer. Heh.
Exploding Bill Sushi has a new, larger bowl, now. It even has a plastic plant. He appears to be enjoying himself, swimming around the bowl and displaying his fins at his reflection. I almost bought another one while I was at the pet store Friday night, but decided against it.I still might. I need a betta at home, right?
In other fish news, I'm going to be treating the 10-gallon aquarium for blue-green algae (aka cyanobacteria) starting tonight. I wouldn't worry too much about it, except that I don't want to infect the big tank, and this stuff is pretty noxious. Nothing will eat it, it covers everything, and it apparently produces toxins.
So the tank gets a good dose of erethromycin. i'm hoping that that does the trick; according to everything i've read, it should.
Juniper scared me this weekend.He got out of the house somehow on Friday night. i know he was there when i came home, as I had kitty treats in hand and I gave all three of them some. Saturday morning, i spent an hour looking for him, but he wasn't there.
He was out all day Saturday and Sunday, and I was getting worried and ready to make flyers asking people to call if they'd seen him. I decided to wait till Monday to make them up, just in case he'd gotten trapped somewhere and got let out Monday morning.
So I went to be Sunday night and slept poorly, worrying about my fuzzy, dumb kitty.
This morning, I woke and on the chair next to the bed was...Juniper! At first I thought I was dreaming, and then I petted him and, yes, it was him!
He seems tired and a bit muddy, but otherwise all right. The other two cats aren't sure about him, as he's lost the smell of the house; i'm hoping that by the time I get home, they'll have remembered who he is.
But my fuzzy kitty is home, and that's all that matters!
outside: coffee!
doing: futzing
link: Herdthinners
dream: I am on the plain again, addressing a group of people. They think I'm strange because I can't talk without using my hands.
a tiny girl curls up on my lap. i hold her; she is made out of sugar and she melts.
