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Nov. 23rd, 2009 07:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolRichie was here over the weekend. This is a rare treat at the moment for both of us, and we were determined to Have Fun.
The gods of fate decided this was not the way forward. After flooding all of Cumbria (... okay, that was probably not aimed at me) his train was running very late. Still, h finally made it down fairly late on Friday, all was well.
The next day, we went into Southport. The weather wasn't amazing, but is seemed like a good idea at the moment. Southport has a pier, you see, a pier that technically leads out to the sea but only on the thirty days a year the sea ia actually is. So we were on the pier. In the rain. A wooden pier. In the rain. Wearing shoes without much grip.
... before I had taken many steps along it, the ground went missing and I had a brief flash of sky before lights started flashing in front of my eyes and the world spun and my back started screaming is abject pain at me. Fair play to Richie, he didn't laugh at me. I would have laughed at me, had I not been on the one writhing on the floor in excruciating pain. After I eventually made my way back up, I quietly tried to not to pass out. I didn't. I'm quite proud of myself in that. I also calmly waited a while to see if my initial hysterical demands to be taken to hospital were a bit over the top.
Luckily, they were. I am horrendously, unbelievably bruised and sore and my coccyx is a small nebulus of screaming pain whever I try to stand up, sit down, or otherwise move, but, well, it's nothing that several cushions can't help though. I'm still not sure if my pride or my back hurts more.
So now I am going to be spending my working days with a cushion as the office chair is too sore to sit on. And, obviously, Richie is not here to say vaguely soothing things. Hmph.
I have a very busy few weeks ahead of me, now. The weekend coming up is London Collectormania, featuring![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ann_pan, loneraven and ODO. I LOVE ODO. There are other amazign guests - John Barrowman and Gareth Lloyd-Davies at the same convention - but rather worringly I am currently feeling most screamingly excited about the DS9 guests. As long as I resist the urge to howl "I NAMED MY CAR AFTER A CHARACTER YOU STOPPED PLAYING WHEN I WAS TWELVE OR POSSIBLY YOUNGER!" I think we'll be okay. Then it's a quiet week, and then I have, in the space of two weeks, a trip to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show live in Manchester (we are going in costume), the DocSoc Christmas meal, Russell Howard live in Liverpool, work Christmas party (three words - all inclusive booze) and then Christmas.
When I am going to do my Christmas shopping is mystery to me, too.
The gods of fate decided this was not the way forward. After flooding all of Cumbria (... okay, that was probably not aimed at me) his train was running very late. Still, h finally made it down fairly late on Friday, all was well.
The next day, we went into Southport. The weather wasn't amazing, but is seemed like a good idea at the moment. Southport has a pier, you see, a pier that technically leads out to the sea but only on the thirty days a year the sea ia actually is. So we were on the pier. In the rain. A wooden pier. In the rain. Wearing shoes without much grip.
... before I had taken many steps along it, the ground went missing and I had a brief flash of sky before lights started flashing in front of my eyes and the world spun and my back started screaming is abject pain at me. Fair play to Richie, he didn't laugh at me. I would have laughed at me, had I not been on the one writhing on the floor in excruciating pain. After I eventually made my way back up, I quietly tried to not to pass out. I didn't. I'm quite proud of myself in that. I also calmly waited a while to see if my initial hysterical demands to be taken to hospital were a bit over the top.
Luckily, they were. I am horrendously, unbelievably bruised and sore and my coccyx is a small nebulus of screaming pain whever I try to stand up, sit down, or otherwise move, but, well, it's nothing that several cushions can't help though. I'm still not sure if my pride or my back hurts more.
So now I am going to be spending my working days with a cushion as the office chair is too sore to sit on. And, obviously, Richie is not here to say vaguely soothing things. Hmph.
I have a very busy few weeks ahead of me, now. The weekend coming up is London Collectormania, featuring
ann_pan, loneraven and ODO. I LOVE ODO. There are other amazign guests - John Barrowman and Gareth Lloyd-Davies at the same convention - but rather worringly I am currently feeling most screamingly excited about the DS9 guests. As long as I resist the urge to howl "I NAMED MY CAR AFTER A CHARACTER YOU STOPPED PLAYING WHEN I WAS TWELVE OR POSSIBLY YOUNGER!" I think we'll be okay. Then it's a quiet week, and then I have, in the space of two weeks, a trip to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show live in Manchester (we are going in costume), the DocSoc Christmas meal, Russell Howard live in Liverpool, work Christmas party (three words - all inclusive booze) and then Christmas.When I am going to do my Christmas shopping is mystery to me, too.
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:04 pm (UTC)ODO IS THERE?!
FUCKDAMNCRAPSHITIT.
Why do I have no time or money to go there D:, seriously, CASTIEL (Misha Collins) JACK HARKNESS (well duh) AND JANOS GODDAMNED AUDRON (
OdoRene Auberjonois) IN THE SAME PLACEASDLFJAKLSDFJALSDJFKLASDJKLFAJS
*bursts into tears*
Okay seriously if you see any one of those three or more I want to know EVERYTHING. <3 <3 <3
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:17 pm (UTC)Um, in all seriousness if people aren't able to come I may be able to do some limited autograph runs for people in return for the price of the autography. So let me know!
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:18 pm (UTC)I would love you forever if I could bug you for one or two. Um. Do let me know if you're okay with that?
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:21 pm (UTC)Seriously, it's the least I could do!
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-23 08:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-23 08:23 pm (UTC)Price of entry - I foolishly didn't get advance tickets, so you can queue up with me in the morning or I can get yours, £10 each.
Accommodation - stay in the hotel room! Or just come for Saturday!
Colleen, correct me if I'm wrong on any of this...
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:54 pm (UTC)I...
I've had words with my mum and she's completely okay with me doing this. Um. Um. So. What train are you getting?
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Date: 2009-11-23 08:26 pm (UTC)Okay, um, train!
There is room in the hotel we've booked if you'd like to nab a space - just let me know and I shall double-check, but I know that I would like to squeeze in as many as possible to keep costs down.
Entry is £10 for the Early Bird ticket; I pre-booked mine, but you can get them on the door.
... if you have a think about it and want to join in (I know that conventions are Quite Overwhelming when they are last minute) then please let me know!
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Date: 2009-11-23 09:00 pm (UTC)Ohgodohgod, I'm absolutely bricking it because, er, hi, social anxiety to the extreme and I've never done this before, but. But. I think. I want to do this. *terrified*!
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Date: 2009-11-23 09:06 pm (UTC)OMG WTF I AM SOLD I CAN'T - I CAN'T NOT GO
EVEN IF I DON'T SEE ANY OF THEM PROPERLY OMFG OMFG OMG
*DIES*
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Date: 2009-11-23 10:02 pm (UTC)aaaanyways. Yes you'd be welcome! It'll be fun!
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Date: 2009-11-24 06:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-24 06:12 pm (UTC)What stuff do we really really need to pack? I'm mostly thinking practical odds and ends, toothbrush & paste, deodorant, nighties and change of undies, oh, and money as well as my card in case one or the other goes missing, but, um, what do you take?
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Date: 2009-11-24 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-24 07:28 pm (UTC)I'm hoping I don't need ID for anything. I misplaced mine two years ago when I finished university so I'd be stuck lugging bills and my birth certificate around XD
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Date: 2009-11-24 07:38 pm (UTC)Oh, and I didn't mention in the e-mail but leave space in your bag for taking stuff home, or at least be prepared to have a lot of carrier bags on the homeward journey. (Tables and tables and tables of sci-fi tat, it's like HEAVEN.)