WARNING: This may be a slightly whiny post. I am usually pretty adult, but I am in serious need of an old-fashioned tantrum.
Or hugs. Hugs would be good.1
It is almost the end of May. Guess how many times I’ve been camping or to how many camping events I have been to this year?
I’ll give you a hint.
*SIGH*
I’m not saying that I didn’t have a fun vending at Comicpalozza in Houston this past weekend. I did. I’m just saying that there was somewhere I’d rather have been. And that has been true a few times already this year.
I blame the therapist. She’s all “set your boundaries and keep them” and “be more assertive with your needs” and other random bullshit like that. So, of course my inner ten-year-old was all like “lalalala, I can’t hear you” when making plans.
Karma can be such a regret-filled bitch, can’t it?
I guess I will just have to be more proactive with myself in the future. And I will certainly be more likely to have my updated calendar with me at *ALL TIMES*.
Well-played Universe. Well-played.
1 – Another warning: This is not a post asking for advice. This is a post listing some regrets and suchlike.
The Process 
I’m assuming you’re talking about Flipside?
From my point of view – I’m glad you ended up doing something else, because if you’d gone to FS, last Friday wouldn’t have been nearly as awesome without you there.
You know where the hugs are stored, any time you might need one – or twenty. Either’s fine. 🙂
I ADVISE YOU TO
notfuckinghitmeasIfleeeeeeeeee *poof!*
*wrinkles nose at you* Hmph.
I missed you camping. I might have missed you even if you’d gone, though – there were people I knew were there that I didn’t get to see. Also, you missed a massive emergency, and you might have preferred to miss that.
I heard about it, yikes!
Well, all this just means that I have to be more proactive about doing the things that I’d like to do. You know, instead of sitting at home and being whiny ’cause I didn’t go.
😀
Missed you too!