Two entirely different subjects...

[lillian13]

Subject the first: World Horror Convention

I was between a sweet older book dealer/collector who had been an Episcopalian priest for 20 years and a very talented, tattooed and mohawked tattoo artist/painter. It was very profitable for me, and I met a lot of nice folks. One customer was getting married in a science museum and she bought all of her bridesmaids presents from me! \o/  Several people asked me if I would be at the next one in Salt Lake City. I'll have to think about that.

I used my Square attachment and app on my iPhone and it worked like a charm--after I took my protective cover off the phone. Everyone loved it, especially since I could email the receipts.

I have left all my bins in the car since I'll just have to put them back in on Friday for the Violet Crown Festival. Tomorrow is a day off, and I plan on running a lot of errands and going to see a movie. And doing laundry.

Subject the second: My Weird Dream

I almost never remember my dreams. They are usually just amalgams of events and people that I've dealt with over the last day, and they fade within minutes of my waking up. Not today.

Last night I dreamed I had gone crazy.

First it was a horrible black depression that weighed on my whole...self. Imagine your worst depression and double that.

Then wasps started talking to me. And then I started...not being sane. I knew I wasn't sane, that my reactions were not those of a sane person, but I had no control over what I was doing or what came out of my mouth. I was driving everyone away and then I was in a hospital.

I have never been happier to wake up.

The details are finally starting to fade, eleven hours after I woke up.