Got the pre-con jitters?

Haha I'm feeling the same way, only I have to work because the Army owns me, not cause I need money

But I was sort of supposed to be preparing for a board this weekend and what did I do instead? Work on a painting for AC heh. Do I feel bad about it? Nope. AC IS IN THREE DAYS I DON'T CARE ABOUT A STUPID BOARD!

It's my first fundraiser for my company, United Paws Animations, plus coordinating a formal business meeting, first time accepting credit cards, and making quite a few more contacts vital to company growth. Then trying to make sure all of the 100+ things I need to bring are in the pile of stuff in my living room, and now realizing I'm going to have to be very creative with packing to fit everyting into my little Saturn... and knowing that I can't leave anything behind because IT'S ALL CRUCIAL!!! D:

My brain is on fire. :C

Seconded. Though they're all topped by mid-con euphoria.

Well i had "post gig depression" from gig of the Misfits, but it only lasted a moment when i realized... AC is nearly here, i'll start flying there in 18 hours *jitters*

Oh, crap.

Let me guess, buy you a drink and we can find out?

-Estimated six so far. Let's hope it doesn't go higher!

There could be major confusion (or a typo in the local Pittsburgh paper) and thousands of meteorologists show up in anticipation of a flurry convention, only to be absolutely horrified by what they find. They run back home, hide in closets, and for weeks there's nobody to bring us our weather reports. Not knowing whether the sun will shine for Jimmy's soccer game or not tomorrow, all the soccer moms in the united states rebel and overthrow the government to put one in place who can better guarantee pleasant weather for their childrens' extracurricular activities and every channel on television is replaced with PBS, censored to remove any references to 'frowning.' All speed limits are reduced to 25 miles per hour and congress passes a bill to 'recognise all children as special and unique, regardless of how lazy or poorly disciplined they are.' Children run rampant in the streets, throwing tantrums and demanding things far too pricey for their parents budgets but due to the fact that they need special 'nurturing,' the children get what they want and soon the economy collapses under massive debt. The soccer moms, equipped with SUVs, start roaming the countryside mad-max like looking for the latest [bodily function here] Elmo and battling in the streets to acquire them. Food supplies run low due to lack of money and eventually the entire united states collapses into chaos.

20 years ago into the future, the soccer moms discover that russia has a stockpile of Furby 2.0s somewhere near Siberia. A ragtag band of angry middle-aged women storm nuclear missile silos on the east coast and threaten russia with complete annihilation unless the furbies are shipped to the US. The russians launch their missiles in retaliation, the US does the same and soon both countries lay in ruin.

Thanks a LOT, Kage.

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