Yellow gingham on the bed, remember?

The first thing I have to say about Otakon is that this July in Baltimore was sweltering. The second thing is that I gotta say, cosplaying puts a serious cramp in your congoing mobility if you're not used to it; there's a big difference between jetting around on your own, propless and comfortably dressed and fancy-free, and hauling ass in skintight baseball pants with your wooden bat over your shoulder and left-ear-deafening headset constricting your skull in its plastic jaws while stopping every ten seconds to pose for a picture with your Ma. And that's with a really easy costume. I can't even imagine how this went for Zora Link and Demo-kun*. The point is, the point at which I wanted to sit down and eat and take my headset off and not rush to the next thing I'd planned to do came a lot faster and harder than I was used to, which is something I'm going to have to take into consideration next time I go to something like this.

That being said, the third thing is that for the size of the con it really needed bigger rooms and better organization anyway, speaking as someone who never usually has problems making it to lots of panels at 100K+ San Diego Comic-Con. And the fourth thing is that it was really fun regardless and brought back a huge wave of fandom nostalgia, because since when do I go to anime conventions, anyway?

( Friday, Saturday, Sunday )

My birthday is tomorrow! I can't remember if my birthday's ever fallen on a Tuesday before.

*this is not a typo