Despite the Sleep Monster, Musecon was Fun

I was SO tired Friday it wasn't funny. We got to the con way late, probably as a result of me just being too tired to move fast once work let out. So I was good Friday night, and went to bed early (well, early for me at a con) intending to be well-rested for Saturday.

I woke up way too early with a terrible headache after dreaming that I was in a deep dark lake full of algae (and had been there for far too long) and I had to keep trying to swim up to the surface to breathe. I took my asthma medicine, ate some cheese for the protein, looked futilely for Tylenol, and sat up reading for a bit without ever really getting wide awake or into a state where I felt I could sleep again. Watched an Indian wedding procession under my window, sad that I was too far up to see details of the saris, the white horse, the decorated red umbrella, and all the mens' clothing too. But still, that was cool. Finally, I went swimming, which relaxed my back and neck, woke my appetite, and left the headache still pounding.

Happily, Ops had Tylenol after that, and I took allergy meds for good measure, and slowly the headache started to resolve. I avoided the music workshops, figuring they wouldn't help the headache any, and went to the jewelry-making workshop (where I gathered mostly leaf-, moon-, and heart-shaped beads and added them to some I'd brought with me to make a necklace) and then the sketching workshop. Did a pretty good demented happy cat there, though too small to really do anything with it. Then I went to the poi-spinning workshop. That was fun and left my shoulders feeling remarkably good. Then, of course, ericcoleman 's wedding.  (Does his beautiful wife have a LJ?  I can't remember.)

I looked at the food available in the room and decided I needed meat, so I went to one of the hotel restaurants. Didn't find anyone along the way, so I was again reading, but it was pleasant. A bunch of people from the Indian wedding came in while I was eating, keeping the staff very busy indeed. I guessed at tax, added a generous tip to be sure, and gave the nice man behind the bar cash before running to catch the s00j  concert, where I proceeded to spin poi some more and do veil dancing with two other women.  And the Alligator conga dance, of course. 

After the concert, I drifted slowly, fighting exhaustion, toward the room intending to take my asthma meds and head back down with instruments for the filk.  I was almost finished with my book--less than a page once I'd done both inhalers with pauses in between so each dose would have time to take effect before the next one, which is always helpful for singing.  I couldn't keep my eyes open long enough to finish the last few paragraphs of the book.  I fell into bed, figuring that was a better choice than snoring over the live music.

The next morning, I went swimming briefly again, just enough to stretch out my now stiff-and-sore back and shoulders.  There was a music and energy workshop by s00j  and then a laid back folk jam where I finally got the guitar out for a while.  After that there were closing ceremonies, and I was still tired.  Next year, I think I'll take an air mattress.

I had planned to set up to paint like I did last year; that didn't happen.  Neither did making an alligator-blinkie (the first blinkie style that has tempted me to spend part of a convention soldering).  Nor did I work on the sewing I'd brought.  But I did manage to share a bit about Torn World despite this convention being so different from a standard SF con, and some of the Torn World postcards I had made were taken away from my hand and others from the freebie table.  Several Ellen Million Graphics cards left the freebie table too.

And despite being in a tired-fog all weekend, and having a headache that lasted most of Saturday, I had fun. 

Despite the Sleep Monster, Musecon was Fun

I was SO tired Friday it wasn't funny. We got to the con way late, probably as a result of me just being too tired to move fast once work let out. So I was good Friday night, and went to bed early (well, early for me at a con) intending to be well-rested for Saturday.

I woke up way too early with a terrible headache after dreaming that I was in a deep dark lake full of algae (and had been there for far too long) and I had to keep trying to swim up to the surface to breathe. I took my asthma medicine, ate some cheese for the protein, looked futilely for Tylenol, and sat up reading for a bit without ever really getting wide awake or into a state where I felt I could sleep again. Watched an Indian wedding procession under my window, sad that I was too far up to see details of the saris, the white horse, the decorated red umbrella, and all the mens' clothing too. But still, that was cool. Finally, I went swimming, which relaxed my back and neck, woke my appetite, and left the headache still pounding.

Happily, Ops had Tylenol after that, and I took allergy meds for good measure, and slowly the headache started to resolve. I avoided the music workshops, figuring they wouldn't help the headache any, and went to the jewelry-making workshop (where I gathered mostly leaf-, moon-, and heart-shaped beads and added them to some I'd brought with me to make a necklace) and then the sketching workshop. Did a pretty good demented happy cat there, though too small to really do anything with it. Then I went to the poi-spinning workshop. That was fun and left my shoulders feeling remarkably good. Then, of course, ericcoleman 's wedding.  (Does his beautiful wife have a LJ?  I can't remember.)

I looked at the food available in the room and decided I needed meat, so I went to one of the hotel restaurants. Didn't find anyone along the way, so I was again reading, but it was pleasant. A bunch of people from the Indian wedding came in while I was eating, keeping the staff very busy indeed. I guessed at tax, added a generous tip to be sure, and gave the nice man behind the bar cash before running to catch the s00j  concert, where I proceeded to spin poi some more and do veil dancing with two other women.  And the Alligator conga dance, of course. 

After the concert, I drifted slowly, fighting exhaustion, toward the room intending to take my asthma meds and head back down with instruments for the filk.  I was almost finished with my book--less than a page once I'd done both inhalers with pauses in between so each dose would have time to take effect before the next one, which is always helpful for singing.  I couldn't keep my eyes open long enough to finish the last few paragraphs of the book.  I fell into bed, figuring that was a better choice than snoring over the live music.

The next morning, I went swimming briefly again, just enough to stretch out my now stiff-and-sore back and shoulders.  There was a music and energy workshop by s00j  and then a laid back folk jam where I finally got the guitar out for a while.  After that there were closing ceremonies, and I was still tired.  Next year, I think I'll take an air mattress.

I had planned to set up to paint like I did last year; that didn't happen.  Neither did making an alligator-blinkie (the first blinkie style that has tempted me to spend part of a convention soldering).  Nor did I work on the sewing I'd brought.  But I did manage to share a bit about Torn World despite this convention being so different from a standard SF con, and some of the Torn World postcards I had made were taken away from my hand and others from the freebie table.  Several Ellen Million Graphics cards left the freebie table too.

And despite being in a tired-fog all weekend, and having a headache that lasted most of Saturday, I had fun. 

Feather-Blessed Dragons -- What do you want to see?

The main thing that stalled me in this story was getting a temp job that just didn't leave me with energy to do much, but that was only part of the problem. I probably could have kept things moving forward if I'd known where the story was going. Now I have a clear idea, but I need a villain. So, I'm taking prompts for villains. Please leave suggestions in the comments![Poll #1768742]I look forward to reading your suggestions!  (If anyone suggests someone else in comments, feel free to add votes in comments.)

Thanks!

P.S.  For my new friends, the story in question starts here:  Feather-Blessed

Feather-Blessed Dragons -- What do you want to see?

The main thing that stalled me in this story was getting a temp job that just didn't leave me with energy to do much, but that was only part of the problem. I probably could have kept things moving forward if I'd known where the story was going. Now I have a clear idea, but I need a villain. So, I'm taking prompts for villains. Please leave suggestions in the comments![Poll #1768742]I look forward to reading your suggestions!  (If anyone suggests someone else in comments, feel free to add votes in comments.)

Thanks!

P.S.  For my new friends, the story in question starts here:  Feather-Blessed