OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

OW OW OW OW OW! I am in so much PAIN! OWWWWW!

Saturday at Katsucon came to an end—as most con Saturdays do—with the dance. I headed straight for the breakdancing circle, and continued to dance until my legs could no longer support my weight. Then, I thought it would be a good idea to run nine city blocks in the snow to catch the last subway home.

Right now, I feel like a Gardashian Tanker ran over me, backed up, and ran over me again.

Props go out to two people. (1) Danny Valentini continues to be equally the coolest, weirdest, and most perverted con-friend I've made. (2) Jenn, for coming to pick me up in the snow at 2:30 am after I got lost and missed the metro in Crystal City.

One more day of Katsucon to go! WOO!

ow ow ow ow ow ow...