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beccaelizabethHad an excellent weekend. I was happy. Happy is of the good.
Starfury staff were good about getting me through queues quickly. Like, two minutes flat of quickly. It was pretty awesome. All the photos, all the autographs I wanted, all super quick.
I felt a bit guilty about doing that, because I always feel I ought to be able so I don't like going in front, but then on the Sunday the nice bloke in charge of the main hall tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was okay, and I realised I was curled up in a ball with my fingers in my ears, rocking in my seat, so possibly the answer was no. But for me I was doing fine, so I tried to convey that through gesture and a noise meant to resemble a yeah, because words were eluding me.
... okay, yes, possibly it is entirely reasonable to say I'm disabled because tada, I am, and if I was like that with all the help I'd never have lasted if I had to stand in lines.
I stayed in all the guest talks :-)
Famous people were interesting and nice and stuff.
... some people I've met so many times now I've heard all about their Torchwood stories and I'm more interested in hearing how they're getting on and about their kids and stuff, like regular gossip. I've met them more times than I have most of my cousins. But it would probably still be weird for a fan-to-actor question, how their family is getting on.
It was excellent meeting David Tennant. He wasn't looking like the Doctor. Or sounding like him. I recognised him when he walked past me, but mostly because I thought twice after noticing the two large dudes in Staff lanyards that had escorted him to the bathrooms. Otherwise he'd have looked less like him than quite a lot of the cosplayers ;-)
People being Sunday Only is a bit awkward though because by then I'm exhausted. Their guest talk was last and I was a bit worried I'd have run out of ability to pay attention by then. There's previous events where most of what I remember of the Sunday is that my bracelets were very shiny. This time I had a blue sonic screwdriver to play with, and that was shiny, and myblanket wrap was nice a warms, and the cover of my notebook was very TARDIS-y. But I also remember the people on stage, so I call that a win.
I guess they do it to try and build up to a big finish. And also to get time to get all the autographs and photographs, which were very very very very very busy, and quite a lot quick so everyone got a chance. But two days would be far more relaxed. Actors should just come hang out with us for the weekend, they'd have more fun.
I talked to fan people too. Er, okay, I had two conversations this weekend. But that's two more than for quite a lot of weeks now. Another win.
People are nice and have interesting conversations.
... some people are very drinky and not so much with the conversations.
I'd kind of like a culture where the dominant mode of interaction is not sitting around in the bar. The drink smell and the random people just wind me up too much to participate.
Coffee conversation seems to work better anyways.
Also, random dude who decided to tell me I'm all goth and beautiful, that was kind of a nice thought, but waiting until other people I was sitting with had gone away to dance is not so much nice, and going on about how he's staring at me and it'll probably look creepy but I can poke him and tell him to quit it is... not emphasising the nice, really. But it was probably still unkind of me when he said "This isn't a cheesy chat up line" to reply "good". But Sunday night has minimal filters.
I maybe write more later but I think I dozed off on the bus on the way home and now I've had something to eat (seriously hotels, is vegan food really that complicated? Just leave out the cheese on one thing!) I think I probably go sleep.
Have to phone mum first, prove have survived.
That was a good weekend though.
:-D
Starfury staff were good about getting me through queues quickly. Like, two minutes flat of quickly. It was pretty awesome. All the photos, all the autographs I wanted, all super quick.
I felt a bit guilty about doing that, because I always feel I ought to be able so I don't like going in front, but then on the Sunday the nice bloke in charge of the main hall tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was okay, and I realised I was curled up in a ball with my fingers in my ears, rocking in my seat, so possibly the answer was no. But for me I was doing fine, so I tried to convey that through gesture and a noise meant to resemble a yeah, because words were eluding me.
... okay, yes, possibly it is entirely reasonable to say I'm disabled because tada, I am, and if I was like that with all the help I'd never have lasted if I had to stand in lines.
I stayed in all the guest talks :-)
Famous people were interesting and nice and stuff.
... some people I've met so many times now I've heard all about their Torchwood stories and I'm more interested in hearing how they're getting on and about their kids and stuff, like regular gossip. I've met them more times than I have most of my cousins. But it would probably still be weird for a fan-to-actor question, how their family is getting on.
It was excellent meeting David Tennant. He wasn't looking like the Doctor. Or sounding like him. I recognised him when he walked past me, but mostly because I thought twice after noticing the two large dudes in Staff lanyards that had escorted him to the bathrooms. Otherwise he'd have looked less like him than quite a lot of the cosplayers ;-)
People being Sunday Only is a bit awkward though because by then I'm exhausted. Their guest talk was last and I was a bit worried I'd have run out of ability to pay attention by then. There's previous events where most of what I remember of the Sunday is that my bracelets were very shiny. This time I had a blue sonic screwdriver to play with, and that was shiny, and my
I guess they do it to try and build up to a big finish. And also to get time to get all the autographs and photographs, which were very very very very very busy, and quite a lot quick so everyone got a chance. But two days would be far more relaxed. Actors should just come hang out with us for the weekend, they'd have more fun.
I talked to fan people too. Er, okay, I had two conversations this weekend. But that's two more than for quite a lot of weeks now. Another win.
People are nice and have interesting conversations.
... some people are very drinky and not so much with the conversations.
I'd kind of like a culture where the dominant mode of interaction is not sitting around in the bar. The drink smell and the random people just wind me up too much to participate.
Coffee conversation seems to work better anyways.
Also, random dude who decided to tell me I'm all goth and beautiful, that was kind of a nice thought, but waiting until other people I was sitting with had gone away to dance is not so much nice, and going on about how he's staring at me and it'll probably look creepy but I can poke him and tell him to quit it is... not emphasising the nice, really. But it was probably still unkind of me when he said "This isn't a cheesy chat up line" to reply "good". But Sunday night has minimal filters.
I maybe write more later but I think I dozed off on the bus on the way home and now I've had something to eat (seriously hotels, is vegan food really that complicated? Just leave out the cheese on one thing!) I think I probably go sleep.
Have to phone mum first, prove have survived.
That was a good weekend though.
:-D