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Aug. 13th, 2008
We left Tampa at 11:00 Monday morning, and got home at 6:00 last night, so the trip home was pretty epic. I think even ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_axel and the_siobhan got home before we did, and they drove. I went to work this morning, but started to feel really sick in the afternoon so came home early.
I'll probably never get around to a "proper" write up, so a few comments here.
I had the *best* time. The small attendance may have been a kick to the committee's finances, but gave the event a really friendly feel.
I met some people IRL that I've known online since forever. I ran into some people that I haven't seen in approximately 10 years. Attendance at C14 meant a second meet-up with people I normally see once a year. Then there were the "oh, you're X from LJ/a.g." moments. And the people I'd never encountered online or IRL before. I'm truly staggered I have any voice left. The mass LJ-befriending is under way.
I'm still overwhelmed by how many people were there from Salt Lake City. When your bid goes in, I'm voting for it.
The weather was a non-event. I spent months putting together outfits for clubbing in hot weather (something we don't get here), and as it happens the air con was sufficient everywhere we went, so I could have just taken stuff I already owned. (but where's the fun in that?)
I'm still kicking myself for sleeping through Goths on Ice. I never sleep that long. Ever.
It kind of sucked that Audra were playing very late on the Sunday, but which point it had all turned into a bit of an endurance contest. Being the fan-girl dork that I am, I went around and did all my hugs and goodbyes before they went on stage, because seeing them was a large portion of the reason we attended C14[1]. They rocked. Their cover of Bela Lugosi's Dead was inspired.
I may have been there to see Audra, but The Passing Hour have all my money. Damn them for having the best merchandise! I was going to be sensible and just get the CD and the t-shirt but then I saw the handbags. Timly liked the thought of one of their bags travelling around Europe, so we may give it and its travels their own web page.
After spending two weeks avoiding Wet Willie's bars throughout the South, I ended up having one of the best nights out of my life in the one on Thursday night. The Hut not being open turned into the best epic fail ever! Those drinks were lethal! And after that, all drinks that are not alcoholic slushies are sadly disappointing. I'm looking at my blender...
I may have maxed out my credit card[2]. It probably would have been worse if most of the clothes at the vendors' bazaar hadn't been corsets, which I Do Not Do. I did buy several lovely t-shirts and some ludicrously cheap CDs though, and a whole mess of comics along with the Romantigoth colouring book. Yes, you read right. At some point I'll post a link.
Got back and it was cold & raining, which is The Law when you come back from abroad, but to make it special there was a traffic jam on the M4. It was so cold this morning I needed a sweater under my waterproof on the way to the bus and long sleeves in the office. When I finally gave upon work to discover that once again it's so windy my recycling boxes had blown away. I miss palm trees already!
In summary:
1. Best Weekend Ever. I hadn't said, but I've been seriously depressed lately. Spending a single weekend not being a socially isolated loser has really turned that around.
2. Am already trying to figure out how to make it to C15 (especially if it's in Long Beach on the fucking boat!) despite the marginal employment situation, shitty economy and battered credit card.
[1] About which I was open and public, and nobody called me an asshole for going to a C* for the bands. Imagine that!
[2] Actually. Seriously. And I haven't yet worked up to looking at my bank balance, which I really must do as the pet sitter bill can't be settled with plastic.
the_axel and the_siobhan got home before we did, and they drove. I went to work this morning, but started to feel really sick in the afternoon so came home early.I'll probably never get around to a "proper" write up, so a few comments here.
I had the *best* time. The small attendance may have been a kick to the committee's finances, but gave the event a really friendly feel.
I met some people IRL that I've known online since forever. I ran into some people that I haven't seen in approximately 10 years. Attendance at C14 meant a second meet-up with people I normally see once a year. Then there were the "oh, you're X from LJ/a.g." moments. And the people I'd never encountered online or IRL before. I'm truly staggered I have any voice left. The mass LJ-befriending is under way.
I'm still overwhelmed by how many people were there from Salt Lake City. When your bid goes in, I'm voting for it.
The weather was a non-event. I spent months putting together outfits for clubbing in hot weather (something we don't get here), and as it happens the air con was sufficient everywhere we went, so I could have just taken stuff I already owned. (but where's the fun in that?)
I'm still kicking myself for sleeping through Goths on Ice. I never sleep that long. Ever.
It kind of sucked that Audra were playing very late on the Sunday, but which point it had all turned into a bit of an endurance contest. Being the fan-girl dork that I am, I went around and did all my hugs and goodbyes before they went on stage, because seeing them was a large portion of the reason we attended C14[1]. They rocked. Their cover of Bela Lugosi's Dead was inspired.
I may have been there to see Audra, but The Passing Hour have all my money. Damn them for having the best merchandise! I was going to be sensible and just get the CD and the t-shirt but then I saw the handbags. Timly liked the thought of one of their bags travelling around Europe, so we may give it and its travels their own web page.
After spending two weeks avoiding Wet Willie's bars throughout the South, I ended up having one of the best nights out of my life in the one on Thursday night. The Hut not being open turned into the best epic fail ever! Those drinks were lethal! And after that, all drinks that are not alcoholic slushies are sadly disappointing. I'm looking at my blender...
I may have maxed out my credit card[2]. It probably would have been worse if most of the clothes at the vendors' bazaar hadn't been corsets, which I Do Not Do. I did buy several lovely t-shirts and some ludicrously cheap CDs though, and a whole mess of comics along with the Romantigoth colouring book. Yes, you read right. At some point I'll post a link.
Got back and it was cold & raining, which is The Law when you come back from abroad, but to make it special there was a traffic jam on the M4. It was so cold this morning I needed a sweater under my waterproof on the way to the bus and long sleeves in the office. When I finally gave upon work to discover that once again it's so windy my recycling boxes had blown away. I miss palm trees already!
In summary:
1. Best Weekend Ever. I hadn't said, but I've been seriously depressed lately. Spending a single weekend not being a socially isolated loser has really turned that around.
2. Am already trying to figure out how to make it to C15 (especially if it's in Long Beach on the fucking boat!) despite the marginal employment situation, shitty economy and battered credit card.
[1] About which I was open and public, and nobody called me an asshole for going to a C* for the bands. Imagine that!
[2] Actually. Seriously. And I haven't yet worked up to looking at my bank balance, which I really must do as the pet sitter bill can't be settled with plastic.