Am i making it to Chicago? Not in costume. →[More:]The idea of spending over twelve hours in costume came to an abrupt halt when i realized, yes, i had achieved the goal of using up only reused and left over fabrics and doo dads, and, no, there ain't no way i'm going to wear that out in public. It would make Tim Gunn weep openly.
Add to that, many many things that decided to screw themselves up, get in the way, and people who are for some reason talking like robots who insist i "verify my coordinates" and "clarify my vector"--
i have never been so out of costume ideas while so short on time and patience.
Do i postpone travel, do i force it onward, do i watch for the invariable next obstacle to drop?
To add to all this rollicking fun, i'm up because i woke up at midnight, DSL sucks and i think my former uber geek immunity might need a booster shot.
What's your weekend looking like?
Gimme candy.