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The only reason I'm writing this now, is because I got home last night at around one AM and didn't want to go to sleep at around two.
So I'll writing about the excitement now.
I got to the Cinematueque at around half past one, since I managed to leave work early (today as well) and met up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
morin who is staffing the Con and to whom owe a huge amount of favours which I hope I can repay one day.
Thank youmorin, for everything you've done for me the past few months, to do with iCon and not.
I saw a movie I really didn't enjoy, with the excessive violence and unnecessary sex scene, so I left the viewing hall as soon as the credits roll, I really didn't want to hear the director talk about what a good movie it was, when I felt queasy after it.
I went to buy tickets for the rest of the week, browsed the booths (didn't have the comic books I wanted *pout*).
morin introduced to too many people, some of whom have LJ's, but I really don't remember who right now and we went to have ice cream and caught up on what we were going to see and how busy she was, I told her to stop apologizing for being busy.
I saw they had a blood donation unit on location, so I decided to do my good deed for the day and went to donate - a little note, my blood pressure is the lowest is the lowest it's ever been and my hemo count at it's highest, who knew I was actually doing good to my body - and while I was waiting to be pocked,morin opened the door to the van and said:
"Neil Gaiman just passed, said hello, shook our hands and told us to have fun"
I almost died.
"Why didn't you call me!?" I demanded.
"I thought you were donating!"
"Okay"
I pouted and went back inside, utterly disappointed.
A few minutes later the door opened again.
"Come quick!" she said "He's coming from the other direction!"
I'm damn lucky my head didn't bash the pavement.
( And I met the Dream King )
And that's how I met the Dream King.
And now a few pictures:
( Group Pic )
( Me directly behind Neil )
So I'll writing about the excitement now.
I got to the Cinematueque at around half past one, since I managed to leave work early (today as well) and met up with
morin who is staffing the Con and to whom owe a huge amount of favours which I hope I can repay one day. Thank you
morin, for everything you've done for me the past few months, to do with iCon and not.I saw a movie I really didn't enjoy, with the excessive violence and unnecessary sex scene, so I left the viewing hall as soon as the credits roll, I really didn't want to hear the director talk about what a good movie it was, when I felt queasy after it.
I went to buy tickets for the rest of the week, browsed the booths (didn't have the comic books I wanted *pout*).
morin introduced to too many people, some of whom have LJ's, but I really don't remember who right now and we went to have ice cream and caught up on what we were going to see and how busy she was, I told her to stop apologizing for being busy. I saw they had a blood donation unit on location, so I decided to do my good deed for the day and went to donate - a little note, my blood pressure is the lowest is the lowest it's ever been and my hemo count at it's highest, who knew I was actually doing good to my body - and while I was waiting to be pocked,
morin opened the door to the van and said: "Neil Gaiman just passed, said hello, shook our hands and told us to have fun"
I almost died.
"Why didn't you call me!?" I demanded.
"I thought you were donating!"
"Okay"
I pouted and went back inside, utterly disappointed.
A few minutes later the door opened again.
"Come quick!" she said "He's coming from the other direction!"
I'm damn lucky my head didn't bash the pavement.
( And I met the Dream King )
And that's how I met the Dream King.
And now a few pictures:
( Group Pic )
( Me directly behind Neil )
