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| May 22 2009 |
(Fri)Day 1 of Fanime 2009, Part 1 – The Internet, So Hard to Find |
It's categorized as Anime.
It's tagged over nine thousand things, including: fanime • fanime 2009. What a slut.
At least it only has 3 comments and 505 views.
What are the tubes, oh never mind.
Friday
Being at a convention, and understanding the difference between watching some clips on YouTube by myself using earbuds and watching those clips on a big screen with a crowd using bigass speakers, I rewatched AMV Hell 4. I was the only one who laughed at Maxwell’s Silver Hammer; I guess I’m “already not fashionable” or something. Also, more people recognized “I’m Blue” than “What is Love?”—what is wrong with these con-goers?
After AMV Hell 4, I decided to hit my room. I had still not gotten the Haruhi fix I’d intended to take before heading to San Jose and I was dying for some Hirano Aya lovin’. I considered whipping out my laptop and Haruhing it up on the concourse but figured that I didn’t want to attract too much attention from staff, given my perhaps banned sign. While walking through the hall to the Marriott I acquired a few smirks, some deranged laughter, and a “would you mind if I took a picture of you?” Sign-wearing win, so far.
I got back to my room, watched Haruhi 2.1, and came a million times to the dulcet tones of Aya’s instrument. Then I remembered that I had yet to go through the program guide, so I picked it up and flipped through it, making notes here and there on my pocket guide.
(1:56 PM) Now I’m sitting here, waiting for my buddies to arrive later in the afternoon. I’m kind of hungry but I don’t want to leave the convention center for necessity of removing my sign. There’s nothing to watch right now, panels aren’t open yet, and trawling the floor is depressing without a posse. I think I’ll spend the next few minutes lion-cashing my bills, and then I’ll begin harassing my friends’ cell phones.
(2:03 PM) Got the cash, got the car, got the–okay, just got the lion-cash. Friends didn’t answer, FML. I’ll play some Warcraft III while I wait (nothing interesting until 7).
I watched some people practice Karaoke a bit, then had some snacks.
(4:48 PM) Fuck am I hungry. Sitting in the lobby of the Marriott, where there is internet.
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Os — 5/23/09 @ 10:26 am | #Link
yaranaika?
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@Os: She is, isn’t she.
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