The fallout form the Serenity preview
Sep. 20th, 2005 09:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
neongraalSaw Serenity last night (PS: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mundens how do you do the fancy ideograms in your posts.)
Two words: JOSS ROXORS :)
It was excellent, I cared, I cried, I cheered, I was surprised and I loved seeing the BDH's back in action again. And boy the action, whoa mamma the action.
Beforehand I was pulling my figurative hair out awaiting all my group to turn up and claim their tickets. all 65 found me and all paid. Whee. Even the two extras roped in for the hideously unluckyfishie and muggins who were unable to make it. The last person (of 65) to claim their ticket got there at 8:20.
And then after was nattering in foyer before heading off to the "Open Late Cafe" with some for a nattering.
Then back home to bed and the onset of what I call the Post-convention "Hangover".
The hideous feeling after an event that you've been looking forward to for months, planning for weeks, drooling over for days. An event full of people you know share (to a greater or lesser degree) you interests and enthusiasms who you wish you could spend more time with.
and then suddenly it's over. And you loved every minute of it and don't want it to be over.
You want this feeling to last forever and you don't know when you're going to have this feeling again.
And that makes it very hard to face, well initially the empty bed, but definitely the next day and work and the rest of life. Which is why I bailed on exercise this morning.
Cause I know the moments when I live, and there's not enough of them in life.
mundens how do you do the fancy ideograms in your posts.)Two words: JOSS ROXORS :)
It was excellent, I cared, I cried, I cheered, I was surprised and I loved seeing the BDH's back in action again. And boy the action, whoa mamma the action.
Beforehand I was pulling my figurative hair out awaiting all my group to turn up and claim their tickets. all 65 found me and all paid. Whee. Even the two extras roped in for the hideously unlucky
fishie and muggins who were unable to make it. The last person (of 65) to claim their ticket got there at 8:20.And then after was nattering in foyer before heading off to the "Open Late Cafe" with some for a nattering.
Then back home to bed and the onset of what I call the Post-convention "Hangover".
The hideous feeling after an event that you've been looking forward to for months, planning for weeks, drooling over for days. An event full of people you know share (to a greater or lesser degree) you interests and enthusiasms who you wish you could spend more time with.
and then suddenly it's over. And you loved every minute of it and don't want it to be over.
You want this feeling to last forever and you don't know when you're going to have this feeling again.
And that makes it very hard to face, well initially the empty bed, but definitely the next day and work and the rest of life. Which is why I bailed on exercise this morning.
Cause I know the moments when I live, and there's not enough of them in life.
