Nerdgasm

Now before I begin I need to say thank you. Thank you again to everyone that watched my show, thank you to everyone that tipped. Ive made 2? thank you posts and put up a few thank you tweets but really I mean it, THANK YOU!
I choose my best friend to do the photo op with me. Shes been having a horrible year. Want to know how horrible? She had 10 thousand in savings when 2014 started. Now shes living paycheck to paycheck thinking about selling her house. Thats fucking rough. Shes always been there for me and Im pretty sure I owe her money from 7 years ago.... but shes the kind of friend who would never bring that up. So yeah, I said "This ones on me...well, actually its not really on me its on the internet but as long as your cool with me posting some photos from the day I dont think the internet will mind I shared." She said I can post her photos but no names.
So I need to make a key to make this easier:

Ariel- my bestie (the girl in the Black Widow costume)
Kiki- very good friend (Steam punk outfit)
Tina- Girl dressed as Yuna, I dont know her well at all. Shes mostly Kikis friend.
Jessica- Princess Leah with the adorable Ewok baby
Matt- Han Solo


Friday I met up with all of my girlfriends at the hotel they were staying at. We went out for a cheap dinner, we went through the schedule for the panels on Saturday and decided what we wanted to go see, we made plans to meet up when the doors open, we headed back to the hotel to coordinated outfits and check on a part of our group that hadent called to say they were at the hotel yet.
When we walked in to the hotel we saw an elevator open and ready to go up. So like the adults we are we sent one of our own running to the elevator to stop it so we didnt have to wait. Kiki, who isnt easily embarrassed was the one who went barreling in to the elevator to mash the open button while the rest of us got on. I noticed she was beat red and doing a little dance but didnt think anything of it. We got off at our floor, departed the elevator, and walked half way down the hallway before she blurted out "Did you see WHO was in the elevator with us?" the rest of looked at her and said, "no". "IT WAS IAN ZIERING!!"
We had to google him. (poor guy, I heard he had 17 people at his panel too)
We grabbed Ariels stuff and headed over to my house (she couldnt afford the hotel, I offered to house everyone but you cant argue with being attached to the event center)
We stayed up for a bit fluffing wigs and shooting the shit but turned in pretty early.
Ariel and I are people who like to be on time.

Saturday morning we got dressed up and headed out. Lea was super confused.
We stopped for coffee next door to my house. People looked at us in our costume like we were nuts. We pulled up to the hotel again and booked it to the conference center to get our wrist bands. Ariel and I  walked around the floor a bit looking at vendors and taking pictures. My feet started to hurt by 11am so we ran up to the hotel room and I went in to ballet flats. By that time the rest of our group was ready to join us so we headed down again and took many pictures on the way.

 Didnt like that the person who took our picture didnt ask but Im more OK with it now that I found it on Reddit and got him to send me copies

Fury... 10am and he was 2 wisky cokes in...with his 8 year old taking pictures. Nice guy...but not the best dad. You meet all kinds I guess.

Who you gunna call?

 Immediatly after taking this picture he asked "Do you know if they have lockers here?" Ariel yelled, "Doesnt everything fit in your hat?" 

I broke my time machine next week.

Ariel looking awesome in 2 months

Not in our group, and Shepard thought I was from GOT but they were still cool

 Zelda was not in our group but she was damn cool.

These guys were also not in our group but we met them in a bar later and they were fun.

After walking around and taking MANY pictures, mostly us taking pictures with people, we lined up for our photo op. It went FAST. Seriously, it was "Oh my god there they are, what? Smile? OK! BYE!"

I remember seeing Adam Baldwin and Nathan Fillion. I think I shook someones hand. Nathan said he liked my costume. I blurted out that my little sister was a fan. Ariel laughed. There as a flash. Nathan said my sister had great taste. Ariel and I stumbled out and stood at the exit for a moment going "What the fuck just happened?"

We collected ourselves and waited for the rest of our group to come through who were just as star struck as us. We all geeked like teenage girls (even Matt) for a moment then decided it was time to head to the panels.

Ariel and I decided to stand in line for the Karen Gillan panel. We made it in by the skin of our teeth. Our friends did not make it in. Their loss. Karen is super cute. 

We sat through the Michael Rooker panel... which was a little unorganized but entertaining. 

Then we saved seats for the slackers in our group to get in to the Nathan Fillion/Adam Baldwin panel. I wish I had gotten up to ask my question about the new comic book thats out. But I didnt. 

After the panel Ariel and I ran to the photo area to get our photo. It wasnt there...

Ariel and I began to panic. Did someone take our photo? Who the hell would do that?

We asked a girl there. She looked at us and said, "Oh! Your friend Matt took it for you!" Ok. Then we asked how to get the digital copy we upgraded to getting. While another guy was explaining how we get our JPEG one of the photo bouncers walked over and said "Why did Nathan have such a grip on you?" 

I couldnt answer him...I didnt even know what he was talking about because I hadent seen the photo yet but apparently my photo was a day favorite because it looked like Nathan had a death grip on me. 

We chit chatted with the bouncer for a bit and he shared some of his favorite celeb photos he had where his friends had photo shopped the background. Like him and Captain Jack looking like they are at prom.

Dude was cool as hell.

Matt found us while we were chit chatting with the bouncer and handed over our photo. This is what everyone was raving about:

I hate the look on my face but at the same time, "I am the special"

Splooge

While Ariel and I were staring at our picture the freaking original Green Ranger popped up (literally) and started reeving up his photo crowd right next to us. I could have grabbed his ass he was so close. I wasnt a fan of power rangers but Maor appreciated that part of the story.

After we calmed down a bit we headed over to the costume contest. While walking in we looked at the line of people waiting to be judged and Ariel said to Tina "We made your costume in less than a week. You should be in this." Tina doesnt have much of a back bone so she said "Ok" and walked to the back of the costume contest line. Ariel, Kiki, and a Comic Con volunteer then looked at me and said, "You guys go together... you should go to."

I said, "Hell no! I sign up for EVERY costume contest and NEVER win. Im going to sit down and watch for once."

The volunteer said I shouldnt give up but left it at that and walked away. My girlfriends however gave me disappointing looks until I gave in threw my hands in the air and walked back to join Tina for judgment.

We were 2nd to dead last in line. 

People were too tired to cheer to people in front of us even the ones that were decent.

Thats why when we walked up I was blow away but the screams we got. The crowd went WILD. 

We didnt win anything but we got a lot of compliments.

The people who did win totally deserved it!

After the contest we headed to the bars (in costume). Ariel and I didnt make it back to my house till after 3:30. We didnt care what time we went to bed because we were the only ones in our group to not have full weekend access. 

We did get back to the hotel around 11:30 though to try and grab Kiki and Tina for a brunch before the Matt Smith panel. We got there too late but decided to wonder down to the convention center to people watch. Ariel and I were walking by the conference room Matt Smith was in moping about how we were too broke to see it when they opened the exit doors. We stopped, scotched over, and peeked in. Gradually we inched all the way in. We saw the whole panel for free. 

It was fantastic! The prefect end to a nerdy weekend!

When the panel ended we grabbed a celebratory coffee and I kept Ariel company outside the convention center while Kiki and Tina shopped in the areas we couldnt get to.

We saw a couple great costumes:

Around 3 Kiki and Tina were done stopping so they packed up their car and went back to WI and I drove back home.

It was a great weekend!! 

Im currently planning on building my anime con costume and Ren faire costume. If you would like to donate towards the fabric and/or ticket prices please donate again. 

Minneapolis Comic Con

I have never been to a Con, ever. It seems like I should have a long time ago. I do Ren fares like Sunday church (seriously, knights know me), Im all up in that Scifi and video game stuff, and when I say I have a costume closet I mean I have dedicated space that goes from "coolest geek costume I made by hand" to "just throw slutty before the character name".

When a friend of mine posted about this Comic Con I was all in from the get go. But as it got closer and we had some bad luck and bad luck turned into horrible luck and horrible luck turned in to "we are treading water" I was really down that I wouldnt be able to find a place in the budget for this.
Which is why I say "Thank-you, Thank-you, THANK-YOU!!" with all of my heart to everyone who watched my show and who contributed to this.
Its actually not only me who says thank you, my best friend who has also been going through a horrible year...a REALLY horrible year.. we both say THANK YOU!!

Im too tired to do a full post on the day and we are trying to collect EVERYONES pictures from our group. For now I leave you with this:

Tomorrow or Tuesday I will do a full play by play of the awesome 48 hours that was comic con.

The move in

Friday my aunts things finally got here.
I took half the day off thinking they would be here at 2pm but they didnt show up till 5. That was ok seeing as it was a beautiful day out so I sat out on the porch with Lea watching her play and reading a book.
When they did show up I said, "My aunts not here but I know everything." They looked at me like "Oh shit, Ive heard that before" but lightened up when I actually did know everything.
When I told my aunt her things where here she drove straight from CO where she was visiting my cousin to here. She got in at 1am on Saturday.

Saturday was spent unpacking her important things. Maor helped her with a lot of it. My Grandma and I hid in the kitchen and made excuses to go out. Saturday was also Maors birthday. I made him cupcakes but we didnt do much to celebrate. He doesnt like to celebrate his birthday and I think he wore himself out moving furniture.

Sunday I didnt get out of bed. I had been fighting a soar throat all week and Sunday it kicked my ass. I took a nyquil and passed out. When I woke up around noon Lea was trying to show me something she found in my aunts boxes. I went back to sleep and when I woke up around 6pm the house was a nick-nack mess.

Monday I rushed out the door but noticed a few things... prints of art in 90's frames on the wall, halloween table cloth on the kitchen table, christmas table cloth on the dinning room table... I didnt say anything.

When I got home I took in the full extent of my aunts...unusual decorating. Its special. Shes stuck in the early 90's with a tacky twist of dolls and things that you cant quite tell if they are worth something or not because they are old but may just be knock offs. When she leaves...a few things may end up in a closet until she comes back. Like the giant ceramic cupcake...

But besides that everything is great.

Im girl splooging...

Ok, I would like to think that I dont do this often but every time I do I feel like it was 2 days ago.

Im asking for help. Pure selfish help.
Im going to comic con in a couple weeks. I bought the ticket purely so I could dress up and let my freak flag fly until I saw that Nathan Fillion AND Matt Smith will be there. Photos with them cost money. Money I dont have right now after a move.

So Im asking you, with my biggest puppy dog eyes.

Please watch my show on Tue night at 8:30pm central on Camwhores

With your help I could have a fan girl moment and orgasm in public right next to Captian tight pants and Doctor number 11.

Tell me how you really feel

Not to throw Maor under the bus but he isnt the best at kitchen cleanliness so Im pretty sure he caused this.

Food poisoning.

I will spare you the gory details.
I called in to work. We slept in a bit. One thing I couldnt miss was turning in our keys to the old land lord. I had to meet him to make sure he was going to give us back our deposit.

I drove in to the drive way with the nostalgia  of "we brought our baby home to this place". That was instantly dashed by the land lords words of "Well, to start out I had to clean an old pool out of the storage shed." I COULD have started laying in to him right then because the pool he was referring to was from the tenants from 3 years ago! I held my tongue. He pointed out a couple other things left in the storage shed that were AGAIN left by the tenants before us and how "I dont mind it because they (these fantastic new renters) might use it".
My stomach was queasy but my blood was boiling...but I kept silent.

Then we walked in to the house and he started talking about how he had to clean the kitchen and the bathroom. I held up a finger and said, "Hold it. I have two issues with your whining. ONE, every place I have ever rented no matter how clean employees a professional to come through and re-clean before a new tenant comes in. TWO, I spent 3 days cleaning this house to a livable level before we moved in. I hand scrubbed the floors 3 times before they stopped coming up with dirt, the heating radiators in every room where so packed with dust and hair you couldnt see through them, and the dust under every window blind was so thick I could grab it with my hand. So if your looking for sympathy I left my violin in the car!"
We mostly silently walked from room to room until we got down to the security deposit. I said, "I would really like that check NOW post dated if you like because that would be most convenient for me."
He walked away... I laughed, out loud. It was an evil laugh. The most evil laugh you could ever imagine.
It was exactly what I wanted. He said, "I have my rights as a land lord to 21 days before I return your deposit." I laughed and said, "THAT, is what I wanted. Remember that feeling every time you ask your tenants for a post dated check. That 'YOU BITCH' feeling."
He said, "I never did that to you."
I yelled "BULLSHIT! I can show you the texts of every time you ever asked us to pay our rent early!! Give me a reason to prove it in court cause Ive been saving every voice mail and every text for the pure purpose of this. You are a slum lord! You do not take care of your property and all you ever talk about is 'money money money'!"
He yelled. "I liked dealing with your husband better!"
I yelled, "I bet you did! But while my husband will take your shit, I wont in any way, shape, or form. Which is why you had to start dealing with me."
He said, "Well I just didnt trust you."
Thats when sickness kicked back in. I really wanted to say "You dont trust me over the last neighbor that was always late on rent. Or the new neighbors that are 3 payments behind on their water bill and block their windows with plastic? We paid everything on time every month for 3 years but we cant be trusted?  Go fuck yourself."

Instead I shortened it to "The feeling is mutual. Im very glad to be done with you."

He kept talking after I walked out the door. I finally had to pull out my phone and say "Im late for a meeting." while he was trying to butter over how he wasnt a bad person...all while never being able to make eye contact which bugged me more than his inability to just stop talking.

I drove away and threw up behind a cub foods. I will be damned if I was going to throw up in front of someone I hate.

I also emailed the city and sent them pictures of the mold we found when we moved out.
Maor thinks Im being vengeful. I think Im protecting the next family that signs a lease....and being slightly vengeful.

Cha Cha Changes!!

I wish we had another week alone in the house until my aunt moved in. Lea is wonky (the whole first two years of her life were in the other house so this is LIFE CHANGING), the cat is wonky, we shoved our stuff around so quickly that there is no organization.
 Our goal was just to get our things where they should be so when my aunts movers show up there is plenty of room for her things. Things are just in a state of organized chaos. I also found out the outlets in the downstairs dont have outlet boxes...which is against the law. I emailed the rental company about it and the guy said he was surprised because the town house was built by professional contractors. The more I looked around the more it became clear that the house was built by contractors but the downstairs was updated by a cheap guy who knew just about renovating to change things but not enough to do it right. I have a list going of things that need to be fixed.

 While there are things that need to be fixed I can breath a sigh of relief because its a company handling the house and not a slum lord. YAY! Speaking of slum lords. Maor "ran in to" our soon to be old landlord while he was moving out the last of our things. Dude gave us notice that he was going to show the house last week but showed up 2 hours earlier than he told us. He stood there and whined at Maor about our moving and wanting more of a notice and asking if we were going to sweep up the basement better while Maor was struggling with heavy boxes out of the basement. Finally Maor snapped and said, "Are you just going to stand there yapping and watching me move things? We have been nothing but nice and quiet the whole time we have been here. We always pay on time and even EARLIER when you ask and all you do is complain about money! We are done with you! Now get out of my way!" The last thing the slum lord asked was who was going to do the walk-through. Maor told him it would be me and said his face instantly went pale.

He has not contacted me to try and schedule a time for Tuesday to meet to do the final walk through.
I cant wait though. Im will rip in to him if he even tries to suggest the house isnt clean. I will also be asking him for a post dated security check because it would be more convenient for me purely because I hope he complains. I want to tell him, "That feeling you have right now of "How dare you ask that?" I want you to remember that feeling every time you ask a tenant for a post dated rent check."

Cant wait.

Little boxes

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