With the last few weeks of depression and tooth pains and the feeling of just plain questioning my own self-worth in the field of friends. I am taking myself out of the house, out of the work building, and going to GOD DAMMN REPTICON for once.

... As a VIP... For both Saturday and Sunday...

... and I'm going to enter those damn raffles for a free tank....

.... and I'm going to WIN said raffles for my beardie.... which I don't have yet...

It's not much to compensate for the Renn Faire as I grew up going to that marvelous place of raucous music and goodwill. Family said they'd go this year, but it seems they've conveniently forgotten in favor of a lobster fishing season later in the year.. Another year with my steampunk suit tucked away in the closet only to be taken out on halloween I guess.. I wanted to get dusty in that outfit at Rennaisance fair.

I've been desperate for an uplift of mood like an event like this. Won't be the same going alone versus enjoying it with friends :C My sugar gliders Xeeva and Thony will be attending with me as company and I'll have my rust-red driver cap on if anyone in the local area happens to be able to make it - just look for the lass with the bushy red hair under the cap (maybe steampunk goggles or even the full suit, we'll see..) and definitely black leather riding boots on (from my horseriding days, they double as dressage boots and have seen better years) - I'll certainly respond to Taeso if you spot me.

Basically I've been walking like an undead for the longest while, even the customers were trying to perk me up at work when I should be the one doing the flip opposite to the point one old man halted the line and spent a good several minutes giving me probably one of the best pep-talks I've had from anyone, even my own family. I can barely hear or register some of what is being said around me, and barely keep the eyes open and the back straight to the point when I tried to hold myself up today - my muscles hurt. I can still make people laugh, but the enthusiasm I give in it is very much lacking. Hell my parents are PUSHING me to find another job or take damnable art classes which is usually something not in my field of experience like oil paints or pastel... something found in the art galleries.. Certain mediums I don't venture near due to the PMRLs (Potential Messy Room Levels - it's one thing for there to be clutter, another for actual mess) such as anything oily or dusty or stains REALLY WELL.

Anyways... so.. yes... tonight will be an early night if I'm to take advantage of early door-prizes and raffles, and torture the gliders to glider fans all day long (don't worry, I'll be armed with applesauce and water and treats for them throughout the day).

If you're able to come and can spot me - stop by and say hi, I'll likely be talking with the breeders for the bearded dragons or picking out worm treats and decor for the geckos and gliders.

I'm also still looking for a new home for my lady gecko Natesa, if you know anyone in georgia looking for a full-ish grown and hand-tame as well as gentle gecko, tell them to give me a call. Something in my room is setting her off, but not the other geckos and it's really stressing her out to the point it's difficult getting her to eat much or put on weight.