Right now marks the beginning of the con I can't go to. HomeCon for me isn't all fun neither. It's abuse from my Dad, complete loneliness, and knowing that I've failed in my path in life.

You know what testimony of a good con would be to me after it's over? Pain. I'm way too old to be where I am in life, unmarried, unsuccessful, and just a plain loser.

Nothing's getting any better.