I always thought that my skills, qualifications, dedication to duty, my training, abilities, and everything that can be earned with those parts that make up who i am were important and that everything else was a waste of time to think about and would only get in your way.
My feelings, my random dreams of nothing, the art that makes up my imagination, and my pretend imaginings of outer dimenional realms impossible on this world are just as important as the solid, very real, and logical parts of me.
I have always enjoyed art, but for the first time I can say that i have a slight possiblity of understanding the artist.
Heaven forbid i start becoming an empath of any kind.
So let mercy come...
Joann’s has so much cool stuff I could easily spend a couple of hours there just looking around and a hundred dollars right off the bat. If you were talented enough and had skill of any kind in the sewing department, you would never have to buy clothes ever again. You could create your own line of clothing and fashions advertise it yourself. What a great place. Too bad I don’t have any talent in the clothes making department.
That’s it for today. Until next crime, player.
Also yesterday, I took a nap that was great. That’s it for today. See you next crime, player.
Last night I returned the Hulk and Zohan. I picked up a few other movies. One called Rebel and the other was CJ7. For those of you who have seen Kung Fu Hustle and Sholin Soccer, it is by the same guy: Steven Chow. CJ7 has to be one of the greatest movies ever made. It was cute and gave me a fuzzy feeling inside. Rebel was pretty good too, but not all that different from any other kung fu movie.
I also spent a great deal of time play counter strike, as I have this need to do mass killings every now and then. I figure I might as well kill terrorists, if I am going to kill people. After that I listened to some music and worked on more of my dancing. For those of you curious, the songs were “Chained to you,” by Savage Garden and “Can’t Fight the Moonlight,” by Leann Rimes. Some how I imagine people looking on and seeing it as more of a strip tease performance or a Yaoi con type skit like the kind Harley does. But since it was me alone in my room its ok. I’m sure you people do it too and play pretend when no one is looking.
After that I went to bed. Pretty normal Monday, right? Tonight I think I might watch the other two movies I got from Blockbuster: Kung Fu Mahjong 1 & 2. Also, I might work on my other types of dance like break dance and K-pop.
See you next time, player.
P.S. – For those of you who are questioning the “Until next time, player,” quote at the end of my journal posts, it is a reference to “Where on Earth is Carmen Sandiego?” Not the game show, but the cartoon that only aired 40 episodes from 1994-1996. At the end of every show Carmen would say, “until next time, player" or something similar.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtonLD9i
I started and finished Outlaw Star this weekend, like I said I would. I liked it very much. I spent most of Sunday asleep and feel it was time well spent. I also spent some time playing FFX, which I find rather boring. I am starting to believe that people play RGPs just for the story and for no other reason. I tend to want to level up as fast as I can. So now my Tidus is pretty much maxed out and I know that I am not even half way through the game. This makes fighting bosses a joke and the game all about the story at this point.
I want to cosplay Tidus now. Just so I can carry around a blue fiberglass sword and look like a Kingdom Hearts character. I bet I could pull it off very well.
Are there some foods that you just can’t stop eating? Like the act or process of eat/tasting the food never gets old and for some reason the food doesn’t make you full. I had a few of those foods this weekend and the surge only ended when the food was gone.
Well that’s it for today. Until next time, player.
So I didn’t watch Outlaw Star or start FFX. I watched the Hulk and browsed the interweb for more costume stuff. I’m working on 7 to 8 costumes right now (more like I want to do 7 or 8). By next year I hope to have at least 3 of them. I would love to give you guys a sneak peak, but some how I feel that would ruin the surprise.
Is it really cross-dressing if I do Rev Girl Utena? I mean they are wearing pants. It’s not like I’d be wearing a skirt. I’d just be playing a girl’s character, right?
Anyway, all of this makes me wish I could grow my hair out. I used to have hair down to my neck, but I have to keep it short now for army reasons. If I could…I would lighten it and put in some highlights.
Friday night, YAY!!! I could go out go do a little tae kwon do or I go stay at home and watch Zohan. There are a many number of other things I can find to do, but I am way lazy. I generally don’t do much. You guys have been following me for the last few days and generally have an idea of what I do. Pretty normal, huh?
Well, what is normal? When I first see people they have this impression that I constantly go out, drink, party, and pick up as many women (sometimes men) as I can. Is that the typical stereotype view of bishies? Besides maybe two or three bishies, I really don’t think we go out all that much. Ok, maybe once in a while we will go and do something big. Those events tend to be large enough where many pictures are taken and they end up on facebook, myspace, LJ, photobucket, Flicr, and (oh dear god yes) youtube. I would think this kind of event only happens, at most, once or twice a month.
That’s not a lot is it? Think about it, if people were partying everyday, how would they pay for everything and how would they even have the energy to work? Or maybe they don’t have a job, then where would they get their money from?
I don’t know, but as for me; I work, eat, sleep, play on the interweb, watch anime, watch movies, and play PS2 (because it was super cheap when the PS3 come out), and then sleep again. The next day I repeat the cycle until the weekend. On the weekends I plan an event within budget and normally try for Saturday. Sometimes I am super tired or have no money, and just sleep all weekend. Not much to me. I’m not a womanizer (at least I don’t think I am), I definitely don’t like drinking, and I don’t like parties unless I personally know most of the people at the party.
Let me tell you what I did this month. I went to Gabe’s Welcome Home party in Santa Cruz. The pictures are on Facebook. I went to SF with a friend and ate dinner in j-town. That was it. I plan to go to a Halloween party and that covers October. November I plan to go to a large cocktail (hehe) party and do some kind of large eating day during thanksgiving. I would rather spend my money on costumes, anime, movies, and electronics then bars, drinks, gas, and bridge tolls.
What do you think?
Yesterday after work I went to Blockbuster to return In Diana Jones and the Alien Head of Magnetism, Speed Racer, and Blood Brothers. Upon returning them I rented The Incredible Hulk and (sigh) Don’t Mess with Zohan (I just had to see it, ok?). I also stopped by my local Walmart and bought Propel fitness water, ginger ale green tea from Canada dry, and a few cans of beefaronii.
So I didn’t watch Outlaw Star or start FFX. I watched the Hulk and browsed the interweb for more costume stuff. I’m working on 7 to 8 costumes right now (more like I want to do 7 or 8). By next year I hope to have at least 3 of them. I would love to give you guys a sneak peak, but some how I feel that would ruin the surprise.
Is it really cross-dressing if I do Rev Girl Utena? I mean they are wearing pants. It’s not like I’d be wearing a skirt. I’d just be playing a girl’s character, right?
Anyway, all of this makes me wish I could grow my hair out. I used to have hair down to my neck, but I have to keep it short now for army reasons. If I could…I would lighten it and put in some highlights.
Friday night, YAY!!! I could go out go do a little tae kwon do or I go stay at home and watch Zohan. There are a many number of other things I can find to do, but I am way lazy. I generally don’t do much. You guys have been following me for the last few days and generally have an idea of what I do. Pretty normal, huh?
Well, what is normal? When I first see people they have this impression that I constantly go out, drink, party, and pick up as many women (sometimes men) as I can. Is that the typical stereotype view of bishies? Besides maybe two or three bishies, I really don’t think we go out all that much. Ok, maybe once in a while we will go and do something big. Those events tend to be large enough where many pictures are taken and they end up on facebook, myspace, LJ, photobucket, Flicr, and (oh dear god yes) youtube. I would think this kind of event only happens, at most, once or twice a month.
That’s not a lot is it? Think about it, if people were partying everyday, how would they pay for everything and how would they even have the energy to work? Or maybe they don’t have a job, then where would they get their money from?
I don’t know, but as for me; I work, eat, sleep, play on the interweb, watch anime, watch movies, and play PS2 (because it was super cheap when the PS3 come out), and then sleep again. The next day I repeat the cycle until the weekend. On the weekends I plan an event within budget and normally try for Saturday. Sometimes I am super tired or have no money, and just sleep all weekend. Not much to me. I’m not a womanizer (at least I don’t think I am), I definitely don’t like drinking, and I don’t like parties unless I personally know most of the people at the party.
Let me tell you what I did this month. I went to Gabe’s Welcome Home party in Santa Cruz. The pictures are on Facebook. I went to SF with a friend and ate dinner in j-town. That was it. I plan to go to a Halloween party and that covers October. November I plan to go to a large cocktail (hehe) party and do some kind of large eating day during thanksgiving. I would rather spend my money on costumes, anime, movies, and electronics then bars, drinks, gas, and bridge tolls.
What do you think?
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What would you rather see as a Yaoi con skit?
23 (74.2%)So, I did what I said I was going to do yesterday. I finished season 3 disc 2 of Mind of Mencia. Now, I am either going to start Outlaw Star or play FFX. I haven’t decided which one I am going to do.
I guess this is my venting and ranting part of my post. I had a verbal reprimand at work yesterday. I’m a little mad about it, but no big deal. I’m more mad that I messed up, and that someone from HR had to talk to me rather than the…um what’s the word, oh yeah, Bitch who is the one giving me all the shit. If you have a problem with me you should tell me yourself rather than get HR to do the dirty work for you. I know it’s not your job to talk to me, but if I fall under your direct chain of command then I am your responsibility. And if I don’t fall under your direct command, then leave me the fuck alone and get someone else to do your dirty work. Oh, and if the work is so important that it would cost the company a get deal…uhhhh, do it yourself bitch, because the guy getting paid $10 an hour…doesn’t give a fuck.
Also, I didn’t understand it at the time, but I was getting a talking to about a shipping problem. That worries me. I’m a little more upset about this one because I really don’t think this one is my fault at all. So I was supposed to send this package. She drops it off in front of me and –I guess- tells me to send to overnight (I’m not sure because I was taking phone calls while she was talking to me). So, later on in the day when I’m not taking phone calls or fucking around on the interweb I look at the paper work she hands me. The paper work says Fedex Ground. So, I send it fedex ground. I guess from the talk I just had from her that I was supposed to figure out that since we had the unit for months over due that it had to go overnight. If that was the case then she should have used the time she was letting her mouth flap while I was on the phone to put a line through Fedex ground and write Fedex overnight. Also, I’m not sure, but the paper work is authorized by someone in our other office, so I’m not sure how up there she is within the company but does she even have the authority to say, “I don’t give a fuck what’s approved on paper, I want this shit sent overnight, bitch.”
Oh by the way, I was hired as HQ shipping and receiving (which I still have yet to be trained to do btw). Then, all of a sudden, two people were fired: the receptionist and my boss. So now I am: the receptionist, HQ’s shipping and receiving, and everyone’s personal secretary/company bitch. Three great jobs for the low low price of $10 an hour. You don’t even need to give me dental, vision, health care, or paid vactions because at 35 hours a week he is just shy of full time.
So, now I work three jobs, all of which I am not trained to do, and every once in a while (well yesterday being the first time really) when I fuck up I get a nice calm heart to heart with the HR guy.
Look, I don’t care about the talk. It was a waste of time. It didn’t make me feel better, nor will it prevent mistakes from happening again We live in America and if I fuck up that big, I should get more than just a talking to. They should figure our how much the miss shipment was and charge me for the difference. I guarantee that if you start fucking with my paycheck, all my work will be flawless. But if that were the case, I’m sure that everyone would dump their crap work on me. Oh wait, they already do.
Wow, this became a long rant. Well anyway, my point is America has become such a pussy country that people can’t take responsibility for mistakes because higher ups won’t even allow you to do so. Also, it has become such a pussy nation than that you can’t even talk to someone you have a problem with because you are afraid he is going to flip out and shoot up half the employees, so you hire an HR guy to do it for you. America needs to start punishing stupidity. I don’t mind being punished if I deserve it, in fact, I ask for it.
When did America, a country of: laws, constitution, bill of rights, and home of the free, start bypassing its fundamentals for legal loopholes, bible thumping patriots, the sensitive feelings of the weak/unworthy, and the sacrifice of basic constitutional (not god given, not basic human, but written/agreed upon man made to be enforced) rights for proposed homeland security (which I find redundant given FBI, CIA, NSA, ATF, DEA, local law enforcement, county/state law enforcement, military intelligence, and gun toting paranoid citizens both off and on the internet) ?
Somebody tell me.
A flick of the wrist? An F-List? A flirting fist?
So, apparently LJ has its own vocab that I need to learn. Words like cut, flist, and I am sure there are more. Since I am new here, and dont even know how to navigate LJ, I was wondering if there was a glossery I could read to let me know what everyone is talking about.
02) What was your dream growing up?
03) What talent do you wish you had?
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
05) Favorite vegetable?
06) What was the last book you read?
07) What zodiac sign are you?
08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
09) Worst Habit?
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
11) What is your favorite sport?
12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22) What color eyes do you have?
23) Ever been arrested?
24) Bottle or can soda?
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
27) What's your favorite place to hang out at?
28) Do you believe in ghosts?
29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30) Do you swear a lot?
31) Biggest pet peeve?
32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
34) Favourite and least favourite food?
35) Do you believe in God?
36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Live Journal. I am not quite sure I get this whole writing a journal thing. I remember teachers making us write in journals from 2nd grade to high school and I never seemed to understand why.
Anyway, I figure the best way to write a journal is either one of two ways. Either you write about stuff that happened yesterday or you write in the evening and write down what happened during the day.
Since it is still morning I guess I should do the former. Last night I was introduced to an anime called Outlaw Star. I will watch it. I might even be done with it by this weekend. Also I only have season 3 disc 2 left of Mind of Mencia, so I will be done with that tonight. I was also given FFX which is supposed to be pretty good. I am not one for RPGs, but I have played and enjoyed Kingdom Hearts 1&2 and Chorno Trigger. I tried Zelda for the SNES years ago and got tried of it after a day. I had more fun killing chickens and running away, than actually playing the game.
So that being said, this would be my first Final Fantasy game. Pretty Epic if you ask me. Eventually I want to play FF7 and FF8, just to see what the big deal is about Cloud and Squall. To me, one seems like a giant emo pussy who always tries to defeat a far more superior warrior and never can because he refuses to get over himself. And the other seems like an arrogant prick loner whose bad boy persona radiates “I’m too cool for you” but when if comes to the girl he loves, he has the courage of a starving chained down three legged puppy. I don’t know. I haven’t played the game. I am just saying from what I have seen.
Anyway, back to life. The weekend is coming up and I have no plans. I would like to save money if I can. With that said, I have $17 in my wallet. Maybe a movie and fast food? Haha I sound like a cheap date. Anyway, I am trying to save money. I may just watch Outlaw Star and play FFX for all of both days.
Halloween. Halloween = Dress like a slut day. And me with a camera and no parties to go to. I am looking for Halloween parties. I may find a few, I may not. But one thing is for sure, I will not stay at home and pass out candy.
That's it people. Until next time, player.
Nothing gets my interweb day started like the good old fashioned email, facebook, myspace, live journal, youtube, repeat over and over again cycle. The constant yearning for attention and communication for those of us who feel so alone in the world, even though we have friends all over the world and could easily make new ones, is a concept I do not quite understand nor does it impact me that much as to take up my life.
Why must I torture myself with the checking my email, facebook, myspace, LJ, etc… every 15 min only to find nothing in my inbox? The answer is I have an under paying and unsatisfying job that puts me in front of a computer for 6 hours. The mere fact that it has the interweb is just extra awesome.
To break the vicious cycle that steals time away from work, I highly suggest http://failblog.org/ This site reminds us that your day could always be worse and that there are so many people who suck more than you do. And the best part is it is work safe and you can laugh all you want at the sucktitude (I know it is not a word…yet) of inferior people.
There are some of you who still do not know who I am. Well that is fine and all, but I am kind of tired of people asking and only being able to use words to explain. So to fix this problem, I was this guy at yaoi con:
Next year I plan on doing a more renaissance styled prince, a Knight of Rounds from Code Geass R2 (hopefully Knight of One), and (if there is enough time and money) FF8 Seed uniform. Of course I will be wearing a mask with all of the costumes.
I might break out some of my old costumes as well: Vampire Knight night class student and Genesis Rhapsodos from Crisis Core as well.
As for today, I have a pretty boring life so I will talk about last night. Last night I watched Indiana Jones and WTF mate!!!!!! Aliens! Really?!? I saw a south park ep about the movie and just had to rent it. Now I understand.
After that I watched more Mind of Mencia. I believe everyone should watch that show and learn something new. It makes learning fun and even if you dont agree you can see his point of view. Thats all folks. Unilt next time player.
So, this is a live journal. Uhh...what to write. I guess I just write about how I feel? What I did this weekend?
Um...I feel tired and sore. Its a monday and I'm sleepy. I have a lot of shit going on through my mind. none of which I feel like sharing with you.
But what I can share with you is that ever since yaoi con ( this being my first yaoi con), I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. It was that fun for me. I cant wait until the next one. I've been thinking a lot about what skits I should do, what type of skits I want to do and see, costumes I want to wear, people I want to see, and so many other things. I cant believe I was so captured by this convention. It feels like my first fanime only with more females, everyone is 18+, and a lot more flesh (mostly on the men's side).
Today is payday and i gots me check right h'er. I will use it towards a better, higher paying, future.
Thats will be all for today people. I will try this whole Live, online, ranting, venting, feeling sharing, personal opinion vomiting, information spreding, journal another time.
Thursday
I was intently staring down the minutes at work. I was patiently waiting until the very second I could leave work and drive down to San Mateo. My first ever Yaoi Con. Excitement filled me as I hopped into my car and rushed to beat the traffic. Epic fail, as there was an accident involving a motorcycle and van down highway 880. I called a friend to pass the time in the stop and go traffic. It was Thursday afternoon and I was anxious to see what Yaoi Con was like. I have heard rumors, read forums, asked around, and even saw a few videos on youtube. So, at this point I did not know what to expect. I half expected this con to be a drunken orgy of mostly bisexual females getting off to a fraction of guy on guy action. So, basically your average college party, but in cosplay! When I arrived it was very much tame. I figured it would be seeing is how the con starts Friday and it was still only Thursday. I had to take Friday off work just to be there Friday morning. I figure most other people would arrive Friday night or take the day off to be there Friday morning. I chatted with a group of people waiting for my hotel room people to arrive. Once the got there they were all very nice. I moved my stuff in their room and just started to relax. They all went out to the city to site see and hang out. They went out to dinner and had a great time Thursday. I stayed in the room and took a nap. Truth be told, I was tired from work and needed the break.
Once they came back from dinner it got to a point of just hanging out. I will admit that I was doing inappropriate things that I would end up apologizing for later Sunday night/Monday morning. I guess I was a little nervous, I really do not know what is expected of me or what kind of person I am supposed to be. That is no excuse for my actions; however, and I feel that I may never be viewed the same way by that person ever again. But I feel that is the price I must pay for my actions. The Thursday night party was a great surprise. I have never heard of such strange and dare I say erotic games such as apples to apples/yaoi to yaoi and whore-opoly. I am sure there will be pictures posted somewhere to illustrate the bizarreness of that party. Sleeping arrangements were strange to say the least. But I feel more than four people to a room is too much. If two or more of those rooming are cosplayers then there will clearly not be enough closet space. But the males had one side of the room and females had the other.
Friday
The next morning was an early start for me. I woke up around seven or eight and proceeded to get myself cleaned up. Also, sharing a bathroom with seven people is difficult if you have at least one bishie and one serious cosplayer. Make up, clothes, and hair will be a problem on time constraints and those who need to use the bathroom. Also showering is makes things difficult. Your basic privacy goes out the window and you end up showing everyone parts of you that you did not want to show. I made it down a little too early realizing no one wakes up until around nine and makes it down by ten. Still I got some really good shots with my camera. This continued until around twelve. I decided I had to start my cosplaying. My Genesis Rhapsodos costume looked really nice and EBK took some very nice pictures of it. It was at this point that I realized that you cannot be a photographer and a cosplayer. It is just too difficult. For famine I will be a photographer for the most part and only dress up for the final fantasy gathering and the yaoi con events. Anyway, back to my memoirs. In the span of time allowed until bishie bingo, which bishie have to arrive an hour early for, all the bishie must shower (some make this optional), eat (again optional), take care of their costume (which does take a lot of time), register (which everyone knows is a pain in the ass), and of course prepare to be stripped. There is a lot more preparation than one might expect for this event. There are briefings, debriefings, underwear checks, and stage set ups that bishies do. Also, if you are a bishie like Le Stat and company you are constantly rehearsing for your auction auditions. Bingo finally came around and it was the same as it was at famine 08 and 07 hot yaoi nights. I did not have to take off much and I feel most people could really care less as long as they got to see enough of one or two bishie. The time after the bishie bingo is the stuff people talk about. The after bingo parties are what people blog about and what people create rumors about. I myself was hoping to spend a lot of my yaoi con time in the company of my friend who was coming down Friday night after work. She did arrive and saw some of the bingo. I got dressed up to go out and ended up in one of the bishie rooms. To my surprise (but not really) she happened to walk in a few minutes later. There were moments and things to be discussed, but in the end I ended up going to the party with the girl my friend had been accompanying. As it turns out my friend and her roommate had already been to the party and found it too crowded. We went back to the party and found that it was less crowded but not by much. We ended up leaving after 5 minutes and walked around talking. We were waiting to get a call or text from my friend. It ended up being late and we were both tired. I escorted her back to her room and said my goodnights. Tomorrow was Saturday and it was a big day for bishie, auction day. I went back to my room. By this time one person had left the room and three new people came in. Instead of sharing a large couch bed with a gay male who I did not know, I jumped in the middle of the females’ bed and slept there. I think that bed had five people, two males and three females. At the time I believe I was blamed for a lot of things that I did not do because of things that I had done earlier and I am still not sure if it all got sorted out. But it is what it is.
Saturday
By this time it is very late in the AM. If you are a new bishie your bishie duties start at eleven. That means you should be waking up around the nine to ten time frame, to make sure you have time for everything to be done. Music must be turned in by twelve and auditions start at one. Bishie are practicing rehearsing and nervous by this time. Auditions and announcements are completed by around four. This leaves about three to four hours to get ready for the bishie auction. In those three to four hours bishie are rehearsing to correct or perfect their skit, eating (optional), showering/cleaning up (optional), catching up on lost sleep (almost not an option), Dressing up for their skit, and taking care of other personal problems (i.e. con drama and buying things in the dealers hall). If you feel that the bishie are nowhere to be found and are avoiding you before the auction so as not to be raped, you are only half right. We are just plain too busy to interact with the general audience. As a bishie, we have three to four hours in between to take care of things before the auction, but with fan girls and pictures it took me twenty minutes just to go from the main events hall to the bishie break room (thank you so much for having a break room for us). I had to change out of my costume and put on another one. Unfortunately my skit did not make the cut, but now I know more about what the judges are looking for, and honestly it was put together second before the auditions and I really did not want to go up for auction with that skit. At around eight all the bishie are expected to be in our secret bishie room getting ready, preparing, and getting dressed up for the auction. In the room you would find all the bishie practicing, talking to each other, spraying each other with AXE Phoenix (really gross smelling if you ask me), and some getting make up put on them. We are then escorted to the main events hall. There we set up the stage and a work on preparing for the auction. Some of us use this time to go to the bathroom. The bishie have no idea what is going on outside. I myself was not in the auction and took the time to see what was going on. I went outside to see the long line of people waiting to get into the main events hall. I can only shudder at would have happened if it started to rain. I heard the event was around 2000 people this year and that only 700 made it into the auction. To me that is less than half of the yaoi con attendance when the goal should be to get everyone watching these skits. I have been to Fanime, AX, and Anime Vegas. But yaoi con by far had the best performances out of all of them. I feel that everyone needs to see these skits. The strangest part is that we do not even win best of show, best costume, or any of those bullshit prizes. We put these performances on for you. Yes, we do it in hopes to raise our bids, but the money from the bids goes to yaoi con, which in turn sort of goes back to making your yaoi con experience better. So in a way, we are really doing this just for you. For those of you who saw the auction, my favorite one was the Umbrella Dance, Tra La La, Le Stat & Co, and the Caramell dance. I did not particularly like the I Love to “Laugh” skit.
Of course after the auction is where all the fun, drama, and excitement happens. I changed out of my costume and went up to the dance floor. I like to dance. It was so dark in there that you could not see anyone. I found it funny how most could not recognize me unless I was wearing a mask. I found a girl on the dance floor and we started to do the normal dancing. It got out of hand and she took me off the floor and out the door. We went to an area right outside the panels area and just talked for a while. After talking I walk her to her car and she drove off. I went back up stairs into the dance hall to dance for a little more than a few minutes and then the dance ended. We were all cattle herded down stairs. I believe everyone was looking for the after dance parties/after auction parties. It the midst of conversation I met another girl and began a long conversation about her life and where she was going. We talked for what seemed like a long time. We went back to her room so I could eat ice cream. By the way if you ever want to get me alone somewhere, tell me there will be ice cream (when I am hungry, because bishie do not have a chance to eat ever). I met her roommate and his date? (I do not know), but they ended up leaving. We talk some more and we ended up in bed and cuddled (because she was cold, I swear). Anyway, her roommate came back into the room and I left. I got back to my room and holy crap it was six or seven in the morning. I slept in the couch bed with the hardcore lesbian.
Sunday
Two and a half hours later I get up and prep my costume for bishi brunch. It starts at eleven so I had to be there at ten. After a quick shower, a deodorant stick here, a spray there, and a quick change before I am out the door. I was so glad that there was a volunteer feeding after the brunch, because I was starving. If you were there you saw how big my plate was and how many time I went back for food. After the brunch I went to go soak in the hot tub with the girl I met (i.e. grinded on) at the dance. After the hot tub experience we went back to my room and fell into a food/hot tub coma where we snuggled until seven. That’s right seven. I missed the closing ceremony and I only woke up because Le Stat called me about our photo shoot, which turned out really hot by the way. After that I went to eat dinner and walked her to her car and she drove home. I went to sleep and that was the end of my Yaoi con experience. I was expecting to drink myself silly, but I did not drink a single drop (sorry Chris, I was only pretending to drink your sake). I was expecting mass orgies, but I never even so much as unwrapped a condom. I guess Yaoi con is what you make of it. If you want it to be that way you definitely could make it that way. But I do not think I am that kind of guy. There were times I did catch myself acting out of character and I do blame the con for that. But in the end the con itself is just an excuse. You are the one who ends up making the decisions on what you do and what you do not do. I’m sure with what I have told you there are rumors to be spread and gossip to be told. But that comes with every con. The he said she said, and the sight of two people exclusively alone together raises many questions and assumptions. My time with people this convention was very special to me and while nothing especially sexual happened, I do not use names as to protect the privacy of second party people. Bishie are different people at yaoi con. We have so much to do in little amounts of time. We are more than geisha or mere entertainers. We are performers, high-class courtesans (courtesors rather), conversationalists, entertainers, singers, dancers, actors, martial artists, poets, artists, stage hands, convention volunteers, staff hands, servers, waiters, hosts, master of ceremonies, strippers, escorts, and models all rolled into a single title. More importantly sometimes we are called upon to be friends, boyfriends, husbands, lovers, and the only person you can go to in order to talk about something. The word bishie may mean just a pretty boy or man. But to be a “yaoi con bishie” means to be much more. To be a yaoi con bishie is to be the fantasy of every girl (or guy), and fantasies are flawless. Flawless leaves little room to be human.
I apologize if my yaoi con experience was boring or over truthful. I realize I take away from the mystery of the convention by giving details from my eyes’ point of view. However, these are not the memoirs of a convention chairman, staff member, or fan girl. These were the memoirs of a bishie.
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