post-mortem on camping
Oct. 23rd, 2006 12:40 pmCafe au lait and brownies for breakfast this morning. I deserve to be bad, because bad is good this morning. Caffeine will keep the headache spirits away while I am doing OMG the MOUNTAIN OF LAUNDRY. Realized on the drive back from CMA yesterday that cell phone had not been seen since arrival at campsite, probably fell out onto road next to registration gate, probably dead, driven over, smashed to bits. Oh well. Also could not find anti-sun goggles to drive in (hidden under Xenoix's bum) and got sun-induced migraine between Temple and Waxahatchie. Migraines are wicked cool, yo. They do generally hurt like the hurtingest things ever, but sometimes they'll throw you one that's so much like being on drugs that you can't feel much actual pain through the nausea, trippy visual distortions and feeling sounds on your skin. Vibrating cars are way too much sensation.
Is first CMA where I haven't attended a single ritual. Sort of pisses me off that Friday check-in closing was changed without any kind of notice. So in order to get our camp up we had to walk everything the 1/4 mile from the parking field in several trips, and put up our tent in the dark during main ritual. That's wack. Also the bands were kind of crap. Have decided that if I want things to go right next Beltane I'll have to check everything myself. Time to put forth a bit of effort, what with the previous generation getting burned out and senile about check-in times and whatnot. Bugger.
Off to read friends-list and see what you sluts have been up to. La'erz.