I Am Large, I Contain Multitudes

At some length, as best as I can now recall. :-) I've been piecing this together in scattered minutes over the past week, that's why I've been so quiet in the interim.

( Thursday: First Night )

( Friday: Playing hooky from work, though not from shul )

( Saturday: 'Life just doesn't get any better than this.' )

( Sunday: Kind of a wash, unfortunately )

Incidentally, since there were no Masquerade programs, here's the one crucial piece of information you should have gotten: One Man Star Wars is Charles Ross, who is (a) fucking brilliant and (b) now touring with his One Man Lord Of The Rings Trilogy.

( Monday: Closing goodness )

Next stop: Iolanthe! (First singthru was last night. I'm in the chorus.)

PHYLLIS: But I'd rather have half a mortal I do love, than half a dozen I don't!
STREPHON: Oh, I think not -- go to your half-dozen.
PHYLLIS: It's only two! and I hate 'em! Please forgive me!

Life is never boring when it's imitating Iolanthe. (Perhaps I shall put on some glitter and explore my fairy nature. Just in time for auditions next week.)

ablock: So now you are going to go to Worldcon and not hook up with anyone?
chanaleh: That's pretty much my plan, yes.
ablock: Riiight.
chanaleh: I am capable of restraining myself, you know.
ablock: I'm just saying the timing is... ironic.

The bit that's actually ironic, though, is that [now that I have actually met someone new who seems worth serious interest, and decided that I would like to pursue this avenue if possible,] technically this is perhaps the least "attached" I have been anytime in the last, oh, five (six?) years. (Except for last September, but anyone who was there will note that I was still pretty entangled even at that point.)

I am practicing detachment. I am taking things slowly. [Insert notes to self on time dilation phenomena here.]

Which is good for me on its own merits; otherwise I don't think I could face this at all. But I am.

I am coping by taking long walks: to work, from work, rambling around Central Square late at night.

As of this morning, I have lost five pounds.
(Of course, it's also hayfever season, which kills my appetite anyway.)

Still, I think it's going to be a good weekend. And a good con. Neil Gaiman is MC'ing the Hugos Saturday night!
Also, MuffinButtons! Look for me at-con!

Suddenly Torcon is here, and everyone's talking about getting on the road for Toronto (or, as it happens, calling me from the road). And now I'm vaguely sad that I'm not among them.

It was my choice, it was the right choice, and I made it for the right reasons. Still. :-)

In that spirit, I just paid my membership for Noreascon 4... and then I syndicated the noreascon4 blog to LJ for everyone's convenience. Enjoy! (Though you might want to wait a day to befriend it, if you're going to, so it doesn't take over your friends page with the first 15 retrieved entries...)