Weekend

I am sick. After this past weekend, it always happens.

J and I went to Salt Lake Comic Con, and every time we finish with this event, I am sick. I guess cramming 120,000 into a small space with people not taking showers or even looking at personal hygiene, that's what'll happen.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy it. . . .mostly. The people who all they want to do is to complain and moan and bitch the entire time that what we are displaying isn't for sale ("why are you displaying it if it isn't for sale?" "that's dumb you aren't selling because I want that". etc) or that what we do is for charity. I actually had a lady come up to us and say "Wait, so you don't get paid for anything you do? What a waste of time." I actually had to restrain myself from replying "and you're a waste of space and air.". Yeah, lets just say that I wasn't in the best mood when Saturday rolled around. After a week of catching crap both at my teaching job and at the convention, I had it.

We ended up raising $1,007.68 for Make*A*Wish Utah, which was fantastic. That means that this year alone, we've helped raise a little over $2500 for Make*A*Wish Utah. That is about the average price of a wish. That is worth all the sniffles that I'm dealing with right now.

Taking down the Weta Workshop booth. Apparently at other conventions they don't allow the vendors to help each other do this; only here. And we are happy to help. It is long and tiring work, but it gets it done faster for them and we get to play with the merchandise and hang out with them all.

Daniel Faulkner is a designer for Weta Workshops and last year the people who came up to the convention didn't give him his patch, so we presented him with another patch and an pin.

With the Weta Workshops crew at midnight after the first half of taking items down. It may not look like much has been done, but a lot has.

One of the few pictures that J and I got together. So tired and by the look on J's face, he's going crazy too.

J wanted to be covered in the MAW stars that we collected and here, some of the base members decided that he was vulnerable enough to do something about it. 

Football season is starting again and that means that my weekend will be taken up with J pulling me along to the games. Well, it is more my mother needing my help at the tailgate she runs before the game, but then J pulls me into the stadium. I'd much rather be at home where if the game starts to get boring, I can pull out a book, or fabric, or just switch channels. I find it annoying to actually be in the stadium. J, on the other hand, loves it, so that means I do endure it from time to time just to be able to spend some time with him. The first home game is Thursday (which is a really weird time to have a game if you ask me), but that is what it is.

I've been trying to figure out what I need to do in life in order to make things happen for me. Yeah, this weekend really summed it up. I don't know if I want to continue to do what I'm doing for the next 20+ years. I hate it. I really do. I dread getting up and going to work. I dread being there all day, around those brats (and lets face it, 95% of them are just that this year), and the other faculty and staff aren't any better. I think that if you work in a school for too long, you start to act just like the students you teach. Not something I want to do. I'm thinking of branching out with my Master's degree, but again, I don't want to spend that much money on something that is just for making money (because that is all I'm doing right now is going through the motions to make the paycheck at the end of the month).

J said something rather strange the other day. He's been in shows almost non-stop for almost 2 years and he doesn't have anything planning right now in the way of a show for the rest of the year. He said that he is looking forward to the "steadiness" or "monotony" of normal life. Something a little more scheduled I think is what he said. I'm not sure what he means by that, because I can tell that he'll go stir crazy pretty soon. That's just his personality.

But I guess time will tell and we'll see where things go.