Well, I went to the convention yesterday.

Met Adam Baldwin.

Wished I said more than just 'Hi'.

But I had fun.

Will post later with more info and blurry pictures, but hopefully I can get some pictures from what Monica took 'cause my camera is bad.

Well, I went to the convention yesterday.

Met Adam Baldwin.

Wished I said more than just 'Hi'.

But I had fun.

Will post later with more info and blurry pictures, but hopefully I can get some pictures from what Monica took 'cause my camera is bad.

Mallory and I finished our mission: we made Khrystina a Rent fan. A massive Rent fan. She now has the soundtrack (Mallory burned it for her) and has almost all the songs stuck in her head, so we succeeded.

We're happy. 'We' meaning Mallory and I. And today during rehersal for the musical that we're doing at church, at this one point in this song we're supposed to walk up front and Deana was all like, "Now for a total Rent-esque moment." Needless to say, Mallory and I were both happy. Well, Mallory mainly; I was trying to figure out whether or not Deana say "Ent-esque moment" or something.

That happened to me; just this week, this person was selling Girl Scout cookies. I asked how much they were and I thought the person selling them said, "$34." But it turned out it was $4 instead and this makes me wonder if Girl Scout cookies can be sold at $34, because if they can, it really makes me want to be a Girl Scout again.

This is basically a rant. Random-ness. I miss yesterday. I still wish I said something more to Adam Baldwin than just "Hi" but I was nervous and star-struck and anytime I had a comment in my head to say to him, it disappeared so fast that I was wondering what I was supposed to be thinking of. I was also too nervous to make him personalize the autograph. Oh well. At least he said my name. When he asked me what my name was and this was all during the photo op.

Also, Jared Padalecki was at the convention and I swear I took more notes on what he said than for what the Firefly stars said. I'll post all the stuff up tomorrow and non-blurry pictures as well tomorrow. Because it was cool.

I spent so much money. Next time I go to a convention, someone needs to have a little collar on me and shock me in case I think about buying something. This should be once-a-year thing. I want to go to another one next year. I want to have my Serenity magazine filled up with autographs and then in case it in a frame. Or something like that.

Oh yeah, last night I had a dream (and no, it was not about Elsie the cow). I dreamt I was in a haunted house, dancing the dance of Bless the Lord (which we're learning for the musical we're doing at church) and I'm dancing with this ghost. Then I go outside, I see Mark Cohen (you know, character. It could've also been Anthony Rapp easily but...hmmm...) and I jump him...or attack him. Either one. And then I smell his jacket. At this point, I have no idea why I'm doing this, but I am. It was rather awkward.

That was my second dream that had Mark/Anthony Rapp in it. It was fun.

Mallory and I finished our mission: we made Khrystina a Rent fan. A massive Rent fan. She now has the soundtrack (Mallory burned it for her) and has almost all the songs stuck in her head, so we succeeded.

We're happy. 'We' meaning Mallory and I. And today during rehersal for the musical that we're doing at church, at this one point in this song we're supposed to walk up front and Deana was all like, "Now for a total Rent-esque moment." Needless to say, Mallory and I were both happy. Well, Mallory mainly; I was trying to figure out whether or not Deana say "Ent-esque moment" or something.

That happened to me; just this week, this person was selling Girl Scout cookies. I asked how much they were and I thought the person selling them said, "$34." But it turned out it was $4 instead and this makes me wonder if Girl Scout cookies can be sold at $34, because if they can, it really makes me want to be a Girl Scout again.

This is basically a rant. Random-ness. I miss yesterday. I still wish I said something more to Adam Baldwin than just "Hi" but I was nervous and star-struck and anytime I had a comment in my head to say to him, it disappeared so fast that I was wondering what I was supposed to be thinking of. I was also too nervous to make him personalize the autograph. Oh well. At least he said my name. When he asked me what my name was and this was all during the photo op.

Also, Jared Padalecki was at the convention and I swear I took more notes on what he said than for what the Firefly stars said. I'll post all the stuff up tomorrow and non-blurry pictures as well tomorrow. Because it was cool.

I spent so much money. Next time I go to a convention, someone needs to have a little collar on me and shock me in case I think about buying something. This should be once-a-year thing. I want to go to another one next year. I want to have my Serenity magazine filled up with autographs and then in case it in a frame. Or something like that.

Oh yeah, last night I had a dream (and no, it was not about Elsie the cow). I dreamt I was in a haunted house, dancing the dance of Bless the Lord (which we're learning for the musical we're doing at church) and I'm dancing with this ghost. Then I go outside, I see Mark Cohen (you know, character. It could've also been Anthony Rapp easily but...hmmm...) and I jump him...or attack him. Either one. And then I smell his jacket. At this point, I have no idea why I'm doing this, but I am. It was rather awkward.

That was my second dream that had Mark/Anthony Rapp in it. It was fun.