Post -Con

As I am sitting here getting ready to tell you about one the best trips of my life.... and I have some type of cold\sinus crud. Thats what you get with 4 plan rides and 4 days among 167,000 people.

COMIC CON!!!!! was amazing. I had the best time. It was everything I hoped for and more. I really cant put it all in words, I am still processing everything. It was 5 full days. We did ALOT. We saw some panels, big bang theory, chuck, true blood,bones...I could go on and on.

There was ALOT and by that I mean ALOT of people where ever we went. But I never felt like we couldn't get any where. Sure we stood in lines for hours to get into the panels we wanted to see but I thought the crowed control went well. The Con was a well oiled machine.

I saw some great new comics and comic artist, saw cool comic book related stuff. I got to see some movie stars and hang out with some great friends.

I had a wonderful time with Michelle and Paul. There was a lot of walking.....But I had a grand time. It was a dream come true!!!

Pre-Con

So the day has come....the day I thought would never come.....COMIC CON.

I never thought I would be able to go. It was on my bucket list. Every year it happens and every year I am jealous I am not there.

I am still in awe of the fact that there is a chance I will be in the same space as some of my favorite comic book legends.( Stan Lee and Marc Silvestri to name a few.)There may be some geek tears shed during this 4 day geek freak debacle. I mean after all its not everyday a geeky girls dreams come true.

I am going to brave the seas of geek humanity to behold the Mecca of our ( comic book) geek religion.This is our sanctuary, our holy land. This is where we pray to the gods of Marvel and DC, Dark Horse , Top Cow and Vertigo.

I am trying to not go into this experience with too many expectation. I have hopes, dream and reality.

Hopes that I will somehow get more signatures from artist and stars then I expected.Hopes of being able to see fantastic graphic novel art ( my favorite kind)! Hopes of find something cool among the vender's to buy and bring home.

Dreams. I have dreams that some how when I am at the Tweet- House party Zachary Levi will see me, fall madly in love with me and I can have all his babies. ( Too personal?! sorry!)

Real Dream. I get to meet Stan Lee . I am a Marvel girl after all. I only read Marvel comic, X-men to be exact.

Reality.Things I know to expect. LOTS and LOTS of people, and entirely to much spandex :shudders:....and I am about to geek out like I have never done before.

I am so excited !!! I am looking forward to a trip with good friends, visiting one of my favorite cites and swimming in seas of comic book geek-y-ness. Wish me luck!!

Love...its strange

Love is powerful thing. It changes’ you ……When you let it. The moment you let in …it changes your life forever.

I am not just talking about a love between couples. I am still single so I haven’t really gotten to that type of commitment yet.

I am talking about your family, friends, place in the world. When it hits you one day…” I love _____.” The first time a parent sees’s there kid. The first time you have the most perfect chocolate croissant. The first time you decided this person seating beside you is your new best friend. The moment you fall in love with a book I could go on and on.

I fall in love with places. Does that sound weird? Book stores. I love bookstores. I am pretty sure the inside of my heat looks like one. I love the way they smell…..like paper and ink and coffee….I love that air never moves, it quite, it has lots and lots of shelves. I love that you feel all the unread words in the air circling around you head. I love how a book can find you. I love how you can fall in love with a book…The language, the feelings, the rhythm and the rhyme of the writer. The characters, the setting…I love how I get attached to books. I love the feel a new hardback book. So crisp!! And that smell….that’s what words smell like to me.

My love affair with books and book stores go back to when I was younger. I had tough time learning how to read and to spell. I still struggle with spelling. My brain just gets confused. Anyway when I was teenager I feel in love with reading….it calms me down it helps me focus…it makes me happy to read. Reading is quite…I like the quite. I am not a bigger talker..I can have a conversation, yes but I don’t need to fell the empty space with talk. I love everything about a book the pages, the ink, the glue…….. Everything.

I love fall, the season, its cold and quite. It smells of fallen summer. The leaves are on the ground. I can wear hoodies and flip flops at the same time. There are apples, and carved pumpkins, chocolate dip marshmallows, trips to the mountains…the sun sets early. If I was a season I would be fall. The music group Bon Iver sounds like what fall feels like to me. Does that make scenes?? I am at my happiest when it is fall. I go outside in the cool air and read….and I am Happy and content.

I love my friends. Deeply. I would do anything for them. I love laughing with them, eating with them, going on trips with them…just spending time with them. It still amazes me that people want to be my friend. I am not the easiest person to have around some times. I love my friends because they let me be me. They let me love art, listen to weird music, read comic books, wear stupid shirts about stolen bikes, they let me teach there kids about comic books, they eat my cooking, they let me say sassy things and get away with it. I think they love me too but I never like to assume anything. My friends make me happy, they support me, and they tell me when I am being stupid. I know I love them because I would be willing to have them around for the rest of my life…

When I let myself actual love something or someone…it changes me. I am never the person I was before. This is a why I am always cautious to let someone into my life...I want to make sure I am loving the right person, whoever it may be.


I love places I haven't even been yet. Like Spain...I know I will love it one day when I actually get to go see.London..Defiantly.Ireland...we were made for each other.Seattle..how could i not love it.


Love....its a strange thing to me.I still try to resist it.....God doesn't like it when I do that.But when i do break down and Love something or someone it changes me.