Random busyness.

SO many things have happened since I got back from Otakon, it seems like it was much longer than only one month ago.

A day after coming back, I found an email in my mailbox from Erica Friedman (see Shoujocon posts) asking if I’d like to be Yuricon’s new Volunteer Coordinator. Her email was so nice, and she asked me not to reply right away, to take some time to think about it. Of course I said yes. How could I pass up the chance I’d been aiming for when I volunteered to begin with?! I’m so excited about that! So far, I haven’t done much – only written up a sort of recruitment email (which I have yet to see distributed) – but there should be more to do once we have more volunteers. (So if you’re reading this, and interested in volunteering at Yuricon in June 2003, send me an email at yuricon_volunteer@hotmail.com.) ^_~ See? I’m good at recruitment! I even got Angelica to volunteer, and she had had no plans to do so in the beginning! ::evil laugh::

I’d also volunteered to be a BAAF volunteer over Labor Day weekend. I think I may come to regret that decision, but not because I think I’m going to be missing out on all that much. Mostly because when I attended the orientation a few weeks ago, I got to meet about 15-20 of the other volunteers. Oh boy, a bunch of more idiotic people I have yet to meet! Three or four of them actually seemed intelligent, but the rest were the stupidest people I’ve ever met! I think they’re probably all volunteering in order to “get into” the con for free, while never having attended any other cons before. Only one - yes, that’s ONE - other person had been to another con, and it was for Shoujocon’s first year, so somehow that doesn’t really count since they’d also been a volunteer for that, too. I’m sorry, I just can’t respect people who volunteer at cons without having attended a con from the other side of the equation first! But it’s too late to change that, now. I’m not one who easily shirks her responsibilities. Fortunately, or unfortunately.

BAAF and AXNY are coming up soon – this weekend, in fact. I’m sort of apprehensive. I dunno why. I hope it’s going to be lots of fun, although at the same time I sort of don’t want it to be too good, because then I’m going to miss out on some fun stuff while I’m working. Stupid, I know, but I can’t help feeling that way. I’m quite unsurprised at my usual internal dichotomy. It’s so typical of me.

Anyway, more recently, I was contacted by the person who had created the Koyasu no Miko AIM screenname. Since I’ve adopted Koyasu no Miko as my online “tag,” I’ve been trying to create it as my AOL email address, or as an AIM sn, but it’s always been taken. But I’d never seen it used anywhere, so it had been frustrating the hell out of me! For someone else to have it was one thing, but for someone else to have it and never use it was quite another! But creating those LJ quizzes that Angelica and I did, was the best thing we could’ve done! Apparently she stumbled across them and emailed me because she was surprised to see another person with Koyasu no Miko as their website! And since she hadn’t used it in a year or two, she was nice enough to give it over to me! Oh, it was so kakkoii!!! I’d wanted it for so long! ::low-pitched, evil-sounding voice:: And now my domination over the Koyasu no Miko tag is complete. Muhahahahahahaha!

Other stuff.

Let’s see. After Otakon I wanted to dye my hair blue ‘cause I’ve been so bored with my red streaks – I’ve had them for over a year, and it was just time for a change. I had bleached the underside of my hair, plus two streaks in the front and dyed them red. So with the blue, I took advantage of when Angelica was bleaching her hair to use some of her bleach (she doesn’t need the whole bottle for her hair) to bleach the tips of my hair. But her mom (who was bleaching our hair) hadn’t put on enough, so when I put on the blue dye it didn’t do much of anything. Not to mention, I hadn’t re-bleached the hair that was red, so it didn’t show up at all over the red. ::sigh:: I was so disappointed.

Angelica’s hair had been dyed black, and the same thing happened with her hair (not enough bleach), so we decided to wait two weeks and then re-bleach. It was weird – the two weeks seemed to go by so slowly, and yet so quickly at the same time. But finally we re-bleached our hair (we did it this time, so we put on enough bleach) and re-dyed, so the blue that came out looks much better! It’s not as shocking/bright as I’d have liked, but it’ll do in a pinch. We did all this on a Friday night after I got out from work (at 7:30 pm), and we also did some more of my sister’s hair, so by the time we were finished it was 3 am, and Angelica had to get up to go to work in 5.5 hours. So, of course, we watched that beautiful 80’s movie, Heathers. ::snicker:: I do so love that movie.

Hmm... so that was the biggest thing going on at the time. Oh yes, besides the fact that my father was in the hospital again. ::sigh:: So complicated. He had an infection in his foot that would not go away (later we found out that it had set into the bone), and which caused his temperature to go way up every time he walked on it. They did all kinds of tests and finally did a biopsy of his foot in order to prescribe the correct antibiotic. He went in on the 8th of August, and came home yesterday (Monday, the 26th). So he’d been there for almost 3 weeks, and he was going nuts having to stay there. Hospitals are bad places. Try to avoid them as best as possible.

So now, he’s home, but the antibiotic he’s taking has to be administered through an IV that leads directly into a vein in his chest because it’s not effective any other way. But the insurance that we have only covers a visiting nurse to come once a week (because the antibiotic is supposed to be administered for 6 weeks), so the nurse came this morning to teach us how to hook up the IV (the part that’s in his chest is already in there and won’t be taken out until he’s completely off the antibiotic) to the Hickman tube in his chest, and also how to change the dressing on his foot (it’s an open wound – they can’t stitch it closed because of the way it has to heal).

So I think that I’ll probably be the one changing the dressing on his foot most of the time, ‘cause my mom’s tired of taking care of sick people (she took care of her very sick mother for years when I was younger). I might be the one doing his IV stuff too, but that’s not as squicky as the foot dressing, so I don’t know for sure.

My poor father. What a pain in the ass.