I had a wonderful time this weekend, but I can feel the consequences of my behavior like extra weights in an already burdensome load. I'm exhausted even though I just slept 9 hours. My teeth hurt. My back hurts from sleeping on the floor/chair 3 nights in a row before discovering as we were leaving that the chair folded out into a bed. I have bruises on my thighs from playing the traditional con-game 'werewolf,' and a few new delightful perfumes from Black Phoenix Alchemy Labs.

Over the course of those few days, much tends to blur together. Much of the free time was spent sitting and watching strangers and playing werewolf. There were a few events worth taking note of aside from this however. On Saturday, an old friend/ guy I used to make out with at Magic tournaments walked past me on his way into a hotel. After calling his name a few times to no response, I got up and chased after him. As I tapped his backpack, he took off running at full speed. I followed at a quickened pace for a few steps before realizing I had begun to chase that fool. Saw him again waiting in line for the DCon after Dark raver thing, but he thinks I didn't since he had his mouth covered.

There was also all of Sunday, which I believe to be the most successful day. Sunday was a draft tournament of M:tG and two concerts (Frenchy and the Punk, Ego Likeness.) During Ego Likeness, apparently Kaylee from Firefly and her husband were watching the show immediately behind us. (Never liked Firefly, personally, but all my friends think that it's a really big deal.) After that there was a DJ, enough attention to my physical form and far too many cigarettes, I walked home in Atlanta at 4AM.

More later, but for some stupid reason, I have class at 9:30AM.