May 22nd, 2004



And so I return dismally, cold, wet and bedraggled to the fated boundaries, placed around me that I have no other choice than to call my home.

Actually, no, not even close. I am not wet. Cold? Well... not more so than usual. At least, it wouldn't be if I deigned to put on more clothes. As it is... *shrug* In fact, I'm not even at home. I've been dragged away from the anime con to celebrate my cousins' birthday.

Dismal though? Maybe. Disappointed more like.

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I think the children are crying out my name. I think I should go to them. One other thing that should be mentioned. Little kids to not belong at anime conventions. Ever. My god. Never again.
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