Vernal

   Fallout New Vegas was superb- for my first playthrough. I took my sweet time with it, but drawing it out was well worth it. The timing of finishing it while Fallout gains public notoriety is kinda funny. And, the show was decent. Wasn't planning on watching it. Didn't care about it. But other Fallout peeps from work cleared it. And if you can't trust other Fallout fans to discriminate the show, who can you trust?

So, a lot has happened.

For starters, we hosted a big thing.

Ophelia made new friends.

Sup gamers

Happy bros

Meow meooowwww ^-^

The turnout was huge and was so much fun. Lotta funny memories. Real friends chase friends down the street and shout Japanese exclamations to try to find you. I forget why we even put this together, but who cares lol. All our friends were there and it was dope. :D

Lifa and Suna stayed the night and treated us to breakfast burritos. Best morning ever.

And since Lifa brought over his PS5, we got to watch him play some Elden Ring before everyone split for the day.

These are the kind of "morning afters" that dreams are made of, lol.

Work has been ... surreal. This is my background and everyone respects it.

My coworker here was trying to express that she'd definitely use feature builder on Mona right in that spot. And that's fair. I get it. I would too.


Disneyyyyy

Food & Wine festival yay! Lifa hadn't been, so we went kinda nuts.

We all got the food & wine passes :D
Das how ya gotta do it!

Was pretty busy for Wednesday, but still good times.

There was a cute kinda street style performance where a kitchen staff starts drumming on kitchen equipment and the characters come out and dance to it. Was fun!

Pwnage

Idc, the strawberry horchata is the best drink ever.

These chile empanadas were immaculate

Fries from Smokejumper's grill. Looks smol but they were beastly.

Dragonfruit, kiwi, ginger? Soju mixer thingie flight? I think? I can't remember.

There was a Filipino inspired burrito at the California grill place way in the back of the pier. So bomb.

Third wheel :)

The dark portal

We had so many tickets left... but were so full. But this coffee was so good T_T
BUT THEY ORDERED MORE OF IT

Y O U   D I E D

Look. We're not perfect, okay. But remember that one time I wrote about how we were walking through Avenger's Campus and there was this one guy that was posing all ... band boy/emo and having his friend take photos of him for like instagram or something LOL

We can't go to the parks without flashbacks
I'm sorry. One cannot just come upon these types doing stuff like that in public and not instantly default to raillery.

LOL

What is happening on social media lmao.

And then I had to go to the ER one day lol.

Gat dang awful. Funny thing about me, I've a pretty severe phobia of hypodermic needles coming at me to install or retrieve anything at all. If it's damaging my tissue to achieve either, I'm going to hyperventilate, cry, and have a full on panic attack. That's just how I'm programmed.

It's stupid because I work with hypodermic needles every shift. They're very useful. Super efficient. Just... don't come at me with it because I will cry.

Piercings are different. Piercings are performed with laser sharp, hollowed, beveled needles that glide through tissue like nothing. The canal, with most piercings, is performed in one second flat. 4 to install jewelry. It is generally a mild discomfort that is seldom felt with a quick motion of a well seasoned professional. The needle enters and exists in the blink of an eye.

IVs and blood tests and shots HURT AND STAY INSIDE YOUR TISSUE AND YOU CAN'T MOVE OR IT STABS YOU EVEN MORE WHAT IF I SNEEZE. 

NO. FUCK OFF.

Thankfully Mr. Chicken was with me. I got both of my arms mutilated by hospital vampires- as one of the sweet nurses referred to himself. As sweet as both vampires were, their warmth was no match for my irrational fear. But I survived.

And we got FGC food after, which made it all better.

There was also an embalming seminar that a bunch of us from work went to. Was extra excited for this because my embalming prof was presenting. He's a huge chem nerd, has a passion for what he does, and on top of that is a great orator. Which... I feel should be the most basic requisites for even hinting at hubris in academia lol. But I'll never forget my 4th grade teacher, Ms. Snell and her cigarette breath. Definitely slipped through the cracks, that one. And am sure there are many like her. I digress!

I was especially excited for the squishies. Very important. There were embalming machine stress balls and I needed one. Did I take two? Yes. But only because another one was given to me. And who am I to refuse it? That'd be rude.

Hi, thanks for putting up with me and my terribad papers.

If you wanna see what I put this poor man through, here are two essays that I wrote in delirium: 

Part Une
Part Deux

One is about how blood travels through the body
Two is about ... postmortem discoloration

I promise they're not boring. I mean, not that these topics are boring. But. I'm gonna shut up now.


We were the later group. Heard there was food so we showed up kinda early...

Was a great seminar though- learned stuff, had a good time, ate. Personally, those are the 3 markers for a successful anything. Enthrall me with your acumen. And food.

There were raffles! Lucky raffle winners would go home with goodies. One of them was the Frigid Fluid starter cosmetic kit. Another was a standing cooler. All sponsored by Iverson Funeral Solutions and Frigid Fluid.

These are just a few of the incredible women I get to work with. They are radiant beacons of knowledge, strength, analysis, and compassion. They're protective, ambitious, detail oriented and equipped with razor sharp precision that meets, and to my constant delight, surpasses my own. Women morticians are a different breed, it's remarkable. They make me feel empowered, but most importantly, normal.

Cristal won the cosmetic kit! And I won the cooler
:D

Iverson was kind enough to have the cooler mailed to my work. We def gon use that bb.

 Aaaaand we got to take some fluids with us at the end. This is great, because while my mortuary has some Frigid stuff (that work well), there were some that we don't have. I'm still waiting for the right time to use the bottles I ended up taking. Aaaaaand we have one Frigid machine at work. I've only gotten to use it just a few times. I like it, it's cute.

Theenks for the presentation. And the black squishie.

Always learning :D

Virgoooooooos

Good times. I like learning, I'm just bad at retaining stuff if it's not exercised through action. I envy people who can just memorize stuff sometimes. Granted, I don't think that's the optimal way of learning, as memorization is just that... meaning has to matter, too. But for retention's sake, if I could remember stuff on the fly I'd be unstoppable.

With my cosplay, I ran into the biggest reality check. Like, I can't conceptualize size, dimension, or what numbers mean LOL.

I bought the wrong length of trim three times. So, here I was, with 3 different trims, and just had to make it work because the one I really wanted to use took 2 weeks to get here, but I didn't order enough of it so that was reserved for the hood. The cloak got the rest of it. It was barely enough. And one would think, well Cynthia, didn't you measure? And to that I answer; I did! Apparently, wrong...ly. I did it wrong. How is that even possible, one may wonder. Well, it's not. Only when I do it. Admittedly.... I eyeballed it the first time. And that was stupid. I can get away with doing that while cooking, but eyeballing with sewing costumes doesn't translate as well. Learning!

I also had to maker her necklace our of wire because I couldn't find anything remotely close to what she wore. I made it too big because again, I can't conceptualize size or dimension out of thin air, so just half assed something together. It was enough.


Wondercon 2024

Every convention at the Anaheim convention center starts off great because we get free parking.

We were greeted by a Plo Koon. Outside of Kit Fisto, Plo's another Jedi I like. He's dope. I like that I can't see his face, lol.

I look like an unstable yt lady.

Awwwww. They looked so good! Makes me think back on the very first Blizzard Holiday Party I attended with Mr. Chicken. It was Haunted Mansion themed in the Disney hotel, and had people (cast members?) dressed up as characters from the Haunted Mansion inside the ballroom. Was so cool.

Wasn't crazy packed, but was still packed.

Was chill.

After walking around, we went outside to take some silly photos. Because everyone loves Fia.

Lifa was a good sport, LOL. Was so hard to stay serious. Mr. Chicken didn't want to, but they talked him into it, bwahahaha.

If you haven't played Elden Ring; Fia's a character the player runs into and opens a dialog/questline for her and her backstory. Her title is "Deathbed companion" and she, to put it simply, advocates for the dead. In her own way. But... every time you go to let her hold you, you receive a "blessing" which decreases your max health, like she siphons some of your life away. But there's an item that the player can use when she gives you the debuff, which increases damage negation and I think improves your stance or something. It's supposed to symbolize no longer feeling pain when life is taken.

Fia is tired and wants food.

I am Mr. Chicken's maiden and he is my Tarnished. Hee.

She's honestly so much cooler than the other female characters that blew up. Malenia is everywhere because she's an insufferable boss to fight. And Ranni is like... okay, I guess. Melina is prominent because she's always there. Doesn't automatically make her appealing. I'm biased. :(

Maybe I'll bring Fia to Anime Expo just to use the pink bedroom set lol. Idk if I'll even wanna go. I kinda do... just to cosplay. But... do I wanna cosplay? Kinda. Do I wanna make new ones? Not really. Idk, we'll see.

Val and I have been hanging out more. I'm so happy for her. She's achieved so much and is able to breathe a little bit now. I totally get it.

Brunchie at one of my favorite little cafes.

This place makes me so happy, lol.

We found ourselves back at Claire's, reliving our adolescence. I couldn't resist and got myself a couple scrunchies.

And din din ^_^

She da bess. She embodies so much that I wish I could embrace more of in myself... or even recognize? LOL. But I think that's where we balance really well. I love her energy. Makes me wonder what kind of energy I give off sometimes. She's so unafraid to feel stuff and express it. It's brave. Totally opposite of me. When I feel, I analyze it because I'm unsure of where I think my emotion will lead me, and breaking it down helps me understand what I want out of it. It's dumb. Mr. Chicken does this also. But she just says it and I'm like whoa. Lemme dissect this for a second LOL. Meow meow ^_^

Hole in the wall curry place Mr. Chicken took us to a few weeks back.

It was bomb. Tiny place in Buena Park called Curry DO. If you miss Curry House, this won't heal the pain of that loss, but it'll be sufficient for the day.


Ren Faire! Ho boy.

It was forecasted to rain. So I draped myself in my cloak, just in case. God, I'm so weird looking lol. Anywho, we arrive, start looking around, when it starts raining.

And kept raining. But we found a booth that Mr. Chicken wanted to get a hat from last year. He talked himself out of getting it, but this year he got it. It suits him really well.

And then it started pouring. And it wouldn't stop. Oh, the humanity!

So they went to throw javelins. Mr. Chicken landed every single throw. All 20 of them. He ended up drawing a little audience. I was so proud of him because those things are awkward to hold and super heavy!

He landed one for Lifa, too uwu. lol awww

It definitely got colder. And colder. And wetter. We fared on.

I was so distracted by the cold, wet fabric sticking to my skin that it was hard to enjoy the moment. But we made the best of it.

It's funny because last year that we came, it was scorching hot. Like, just rude, unfair, wtf kind of hot. The sun was blaring, it was dry, gross, all of the above. So I guess this year was a balance lol. Which would I prefer? The hot day I think I could better tolerate, at least with a parasol and beverage. When it's pouring heavy rain and really cold out, there's not much one can do to counter it.

Our teeth chittering, bodies shivering, outfits soaking wet and on the verge of probably getting sick, we shimmied our way towards the exit, following the mass retreat of patrons. As SOON as we stepped through the front gates, it stopped raining and the clouds started to part. LOL. Sigh.

Our clothes were too drenched to go back. We were hungry.

Huzzah

There was moments where Mr. Chicken and I couldn't breathe from laughing so hard. Thanks to Lifa for that. Homdre tanked the damage. But it was fun. Just had to concentrate a little more than I was prepared for lol. I didn't get to show my outfit for that day at all, but ah well.

It's been a lot of fun. Mostly chill. Am excited for the future. Lots of fun stuff coming up. I just wish I could get better sleep, but Ophelia is against it. I'm sure of it. But at least I finished Fallout New Vegas, and I'm freeee. There are other games I need to get through... old news. Speaking of games and news... lotta stuff going down right now.

I've always been against microtransactions, battlepass, and gamepass. That model of business is catering to a different type of consumer. And... it's finally coming round and being felt by all. And studios are suffering for it. There's no room for nuance anymore. Not that my one game purchase matters, but I rather buy games at full price. Complete games. No microtransaction shit. No battlepass shit. DLCs. Bring them back. It's crazy what games are heading towards now, like I almost can't believe it. But here we are.

I mean, I'm fine. But these publishers with this modernized model... nope. I don't even have to say get hyucked, because it already is. At least Square Enix is pushing for something that makes sense. Console cowboys may get upset, but in reality whose fault is that? Who actually buys a new console for ONE exclusive? I would NEVER do that. No matter how hard I want Bloodborne. My PC will last me several years between upgrades. And that's all it needs. But foolish fools gonna go out and trip over every new console. Doesn't make sense. I mean it's great for the companies that people wanna be that impressionable and impulsive, but guys.

Competition is important, I get it. No one wants a monopoly and competition in the market is healthy for consumers. But if games can be played across all platforms on release, and the worst thing to come from that is that console sales drop... is that really the worst thing that can happen? Isn't access to games BETTER for studios? For the consumer? Period? Like. This whole pissing contest about consoles and exclusives is the stupidest war. Who gives a shit? I CAN EMULATE IT ON PC, SO?! I don't want to because I rather support developers, but I can. Which makes the whole console exclusivity thing sound stupid as shit.

We're concluding lol. Hope everyone has been awesome! Having a good time and stuff :D
There's more to come, I'm just tired of writing, and this conversation doesn't even really pertain to me. It's just frustrating to watch.


Have a good weekend, get rest and hope things are dope ^-^

Bothered

     It's been like 6 months, and something still bothers me, a lot. Last night I couldn't sleep until almost 5, my head was racing, and I was ... angry. I'm bothered.

Waking up and choosing to be unkind to someone out of the blue isn't something I want anywhere near my mental fortitude. It's not something I want, period. It's exhausting. I'm losing sleep over it. When it does happen, it follows behaviors that have overstepped boundaries and stuck with me.

I'm not sure if this will ever reach your eyes, but I have to get it out of my system, because it's bothering me keeping it to myself. My last correspondence to you was a mistaken text message with a horrific detail that you could've lived without. I promptly apologized for the mistake, and life kept going. After our well wishes to one another, the sea had calmed. This is coded for you; I think you were right. The whole time. I think I understand now what you saw and I did not.


There have been men that come into my life and have been angels. I will always advocate for you. And there have been men that come into my life and decide to be incomprehensibly inappropriate and willing to burn a bridge just to see how far they can go. In the last 2 years, it's now an average if 1 man per year to burn the bridge with inappropriate behavior. Men I knew personally. Trusted. Men I called friends who now are to me, repulsive creatures I don't care to associate with again.

I won't bring up the first one again, but this last occurrence from 6 months ago still boils. It happened in August. To my dear Coded, there was turbulence in our dynamic. The ultimate blame that was placed on me felt out of my hands, and so I left you. And it pains me that you weren't left once, but twice over. What's done is done. Following that, in attempts to sooth a broken soul, I stuck to my role as a friend to this man, to hear him out, and to listen.

He wanted to talk, vent, whatever. I suggested food and said I was going to check out Halloween stuff at a home goods. He met up with me there. I told my husband where I'd be and who I was going with.

I didn't dress up for him. I didn't put on make up. I was in pajamas, with a bare face, messy bun, and trying to be as unattractive to him as possible. Why I subconsciously felt I needed to do this to begin with should've made me reconsider. Alas, going out of my way to be as off-putting as possible, I wasn't expecting to feel him put his body so close up on my back, almost wrapping around me. Imagine you're browsing something and a man bigger than you comes up behind you, his whole body on your back, and he reaches his arm under yours, touching your waist and leans forward because.... he was putting something back on a merchandise hook. He made contact with your backside. Would you feel okay with that? Would you feel okay if your "friend" who knows your spouse, and you weren't ever into like that, did that to you?

I cannot fathom WHY he ever thought this was a good idea. I do not want to think about his motivation. The whole thing was repulsive. Disgusting. I never want to know what was going through is head. But suffice to say that he was incredibly and deliberately inappropriate. He was almost spooning me. Him doing that shit shattered everything- not just how I saw him but the reality that I ever saw him as a friend, and shut someone else out who probably got gaslit to hell and back, and I should've read more between the lines.

I didn't say anything in the moment. It was denial. I had so many questions racing through my head in that moment. I tried to brush it off, act cool like it didn't bother me. But it did bother me. And kept bothering me. So I sent him a curt messaged telling him how uncomfortable it made me and to cut it out with the affectionate treatment. I told him I didn't want to make a big thing of it, and that was me trying to minimize how much it affected me and salvage whatever shred of dignity that "friendship" had left. But the more I replayed it in my head, the more pissed off I got, and the more repulsed I became.

Let me make something crystal clear. My friends are very few. I like it that way. So when a friend does shit like this, it affects me. It's not just a disagreement, it's a violation and a monumental fucking disrespect. To me, to my husband, and to my fucking time on this planet. Our friends don't know, but in time they will. He likes to make impressions so much on people, this can be another he will have made on them.

Both of these men were invited to my wedding. I'm so SICK of men doing this shit.

I have one simple request: If there's ANY animal magnetism, get away from me. Do not touch me. Do not talk to me. Do not come anywhere near me. I don't want you in my life. Ever. There are so many girls whose whole shtick is to be lusted after. Go be their "friend". Not mine. You are not welcome.

I can't believe this shit still happened. Grown ass people still acting fucking STUPID. That monkey brain shit shut the door and that one liner "i'm so sorry! it won't happen again!" bullshit apology was just insulting.

So, to my Coded one, perhaps you were right. I'll never know. Albeit not mine and I stand by that, I understand the projection of your blame on me. Had I known this would've gone down like this, I would've happily cut him off much sooner.

I needed to get this out. I had to. Putting me in a bad mood for no reason. Ruining my sleep. Ugh. SO gross.

Sigh. No more.


So, meet Rupert

He's a blood clot I drew. He likes dancing the flamenco and is good at calling taxis.


This Saturday is going to be fun.


Take care. Be good to each other. Don't violate people or their space. Have a good day.

Hyuck

    It's a world of laugher, a world of tears. It's a world of eating without any fears. Now I sit in the park, as I scarf and scarf, while I'm writing a new post.

EHHTS A SMOL WORL AAAAAFTUR AWWL


Just kidding. But no really, I'm writing from Disneyland. I've become THAT person.

It's been a long-time goal to go somewhere that isn't the comfort of my desk to write. For someone like myself, that's an accomplishment. And I've found the perfect spot, right next to one of my favorite shacks in Fantasyland.

Man, I'm getting Disney fever bad. I was just here last Tuesday. And here's what that looked like.

Why? Genuinely, I missed it and just wanted to go. Mr. Chicken was working, as he is today, but I'm not sure if he would've even gone. I think he's a little Disney'd out.

But I said in the last post that I wanted get the Grey Stuff, and I went and got it. Girlies gotta manifest*
It was the last week to get the "Love Stuff" that was themed for Valentine's Day. I hadta.

There's also this really delicious (and bad for you) pretzel twist bread thing stuffed with melted garlic cream cheese, parmesan cheese, aioli, and paprika and it is DIVINE. The bread is warm and soft and chewy, and the cheese inside is pack full of flavor. It's like... Oktoberfest worthy. It's at the Edelweiss Snacks booth, which until just now (that I looked up the meaning of Edelweiss) I didn't realize meant "Noble White" in German. Ah, when something just makes sense like that, it's so satisfying lol.

And behind Edelweiss Snacks is where I've found my perfect writing spot that's facing the monorail track and a pretty view of the pond, lake thing that's here. 

So, was Love Stuff delicious? Yes. However, Disneyland was way too busy for my taste. I had arrived around 1:30ish. Made my way to Red Rose Tavern to grab dessert, was entirely too busy so walked over to Edelweiss Snacks area and found somewhere to sit to finish my dessert.

Dang Merida was setting up a few feet behind me so people kept coming through to stand in line. I watched Brave and remember nothing about it other than the bears being her brothers. Either way, I enjoyed my dessert. I probably looked like a creeper. That's fine. Then went and grabbed my Oktoby bread and got the hyuck out of Disneyland to make my way over to California Adventure.

Ah, that's better.

Crowds were significantly less. I saw Clarabelle's Ice Cream shop had a pineapple hard cider topped with pineapple sorbet and a slice of pineapple. Zero hesitation. Walked over to the pier where it was virtually empty.

Ahhhhhh...

Literally, no one here.

This is my ideal "going out."
I go out to a place that I like, and no one is there. And the sun isn't pissing off my skin because the clouds came to rescue me. Kinda felt like 2B walking into the theme park area. Just nothingness, except automatons.

Far off to my left was this super nice Disneygoer who approached me

Since I was taking selfies and photos of the area, this photographer approached me asking if I'd like my photos taken (for free!) She's a Disney photog for funsies and just enjoys it. I get it. I politely declined, but asked if I could capture her instead! I wish I had her business card but I lost it. And just like that I met another neato Disney photo goblin :D

JK, she's not a goblin. I am.

Something I realized the other night... I was telling Mr. Chicken how I'm likely returning this week to the parks, because I really like walking around; it gets my blood going and me out of the house. But why there? And that's when it hit me. I don't go on walks by myself anywhere else. I don't feel safe to do so anywhere else. And then I got sad LOL. Disneyland parks are the only places I feel safe enough to wander around by myself anymore. Maybe that's why I'm so comfortable going there alone. Disney security respond quicker than police. And I don't even wanna imagine what Disney Jail is like. 

I was there for maybe 3 hours before calling it a day. Took the tram back, totally chill. Came home, played Fallout to regen FP.

I'm not even upset that I'm utterly invested in New Vegas. Not sure how many hours, but it's probably a little bit gross. Also, I'm also not sure if this is something other players do, but it just makes sense for how my brain works.

I have notebooks full of these terminal word games. Whatever difficulty level they are, I still make a whole thing out of it. I'll write out all the words how they're displayed on the terminal, pick one word to click on, which is usually the wrong password, click all the little codes to clear out the duds, maybe refresh my tries if I'm lucky, and cross things out as I go along. Since it tells you how many letters in the word are correct, I'll diligently try to figure it out on my notebook before entering my guesses in the game. It's kinda extra, but I enjoy it. I kinda wish that there was a game with nothing but just these on it lol.

Was also inspired to start a new art thing! Also, w a r n i n g.
It's a perspective that I imagine when I'm working. I don't like talking about it but I'm gonna document stuff I'm proud of and this is one of them.
I get super focused and I swear I can see myself in like, the 3rd person or something lol. But it's work related with imagery of a type of state and condition that I sometimes come across. It's very sacred to me, and in the moment all I want is to make it right. This painting is a memento of those emotions that guide me through what I do, with some of the instruments that make it possible.

I cannot draw. Or paint. Angles, perspectives, lighting, movement - none of that makes sense through my hands unless it's 3D and I see it in front of me, which is why I like working with clay more. With a blank piece of paper, I can't fathom anything. So this isn't great, but it's my first watercolor painting and I happi.

No clue what I'm doing. I used art pose references of people laying down, and seeing them from the back, but nothing really was what I needed, so I did my best lmao.

It's very rare that I'll get inspired to draw anymore. I used to when I was much younger. But that kind of went away and I was fine with it.

The pink and orange splatters represent the fluids.
Those are the instruments I most often use.

I left things kind of unfinished, and at first I wasn't sure if that was what I wanted, but it is.

I'm not sure what else I'm gonna do, but I like the messiness of watercolors.

Here are Ophelia's beans as a palette cleanser.

Also, it's time to take a moment for this soup I make. 

It's the easiest soup to prepare, with so much flavor, and I wouldn't be who I a today without it going into my face.

K super quick: however many cups of water for starters will equal to tablespoons of stuff.

I made 4 cups. So I'll use 4 tablespoons of whatever. K.

4 cups h20
4 tbsp soy sauce
4 tbsp sweet mirin
4 tbsp dashi
4 tbsp sake
1 fat tbsp of miso paste
1 tbsp of garlic soy paste
1 tbsp of any spicy garlic chili oil

Fishballs. As many as you want
Thinly sliced beef or pork belly
Dumplings or gyoza. However many you want. Toss those hyuckers in there
A bundle of glass noodles

If you wanna add other stuff, go for it. I like daikon with shimeji and enoki mushrooms if I have any. Tofu works too. 

If glass noodles aren't your thing, just have this with rice. I'll take a bowl of this to work with a thing of rice on the side and it's HEAVEN. Or can just have it without noodles or rice on its own. Super yum. 

Mkay. Moving along.

I impulse bought a plushie I saw on twitter. No regrets.

Cinnamoroll, my beloved. I snuggle with it every night now. It's soft, and adorable, and squishy, and perfect. And it's ears are so floppy. It's everything I could ask for. 

And last night I rewatched this film. It's one of those older films, I think Gong Li is like 20 in it or something, but it's a comfort film. When I was taking Mandarin classes our instructor assigned us to watch this film and do a paper or something about it. Can watch the whole thing for free on YouToom.

Oh hay

And now we are here. In Disneyland. Again. It's getting colder.

The parking lot was empty when I got here, and the security line went smoothly. It's afternoon now, the crowds are growing. 

But I had to get the Green Stuff.

There is one good thing about the overwhelming amount of strollers. If there's something cool behind them there's a good chance people aren't going to get in your way.

Sigh. I had to cut my bangs. The longer they got, the more disheveled I looked and felt as a human being. Even now, they feel too long, but it's better. God, the eyebrows. So unruly. 

Dis me. I feel like Carrie Bradshaw. Perhaps this could be my Carrie Bradshaw arc. Actually no, she was unstable as hyuck. But I liked how she just took herself out to write. 

Whoa there's some parade thing going on right now. Lemme see if I can get photos. 

I can't. But I can see Genie, Merida (again)

And Pinocchio with Geppetto dancing to the music. Cute!

Time for California Adventure!

Love that the first thing I see when I walk in is Oswald's. Don't love that there's barely any Oswald merch. Color me a monochromatic surprised. I will wear the same Oswald hoodie until something better comes out.

Baymax balloons looked like a Souls boss. I followed it, passed it, and was followed by this amalgamation of gas and plastic for several minutes before it reset somewhere. Phew.

The path towards the pier was wiiiiild. There was a booth that was selling the Sip & Savor passes. Line went back all the way to 1928. I kept on walking and ended up at the pavilion way in the back. 

Aww, a woman just asked me where I got my Oswald ears and complimented my bag. Maaaan. So sweet. The ears are courtesy Mr. Chicken's coworker who brought them from Tokyo Disney. He's respected a little more over there, it would seem. I wanna visit when we go to Japan. I heard that Tokyo Disneysea is cool but it's not affiliated with Disney? It's some third party thing. Idk. I digress!!

When I got to the pavilion, I saw that there's a cute prickly pear lemonade mimosa! It's pink, and glittery, and comes with a flute. I NEED IT. 

This is my prickly pear redemption arc. The last time I hyucked with prickly pear, I ended up with one of the spines in the roof of my mouth. I kept thinking there was something lodged behind my front tooth and that I'd just swish it away or something. When I got to work, it started to sting, and I could move it kinda with my tongue. And then it started to really hurt. On my way to get something at another department, I asked someone I know if she could look up my mouth and tell me if she saw anyting LOL. She totally did!!! She said there was a huge red area that looked like it was bleeding from the inside. She said hold on and ran to get gloves. Other people showed up, there were maybe 3 and they all looked in my mouth trying to figure out how to get the spine out. Then we walked to visitation and asked if anyone had tweezers. One of the women there did! And she used to be a dental assistant lmaoooo, she she got gloves and went in there. Ultimately, they were unsuccessful. I told my partner and he said go home, get it out, and if you're up for it you can come back LOL. Soooo I drove home. Thankfully Mr. Chicken was working from home, or off. I can't remember. I told him what happened and he had me sit in his racing simulator chair and reclined it all the way back. I can't tell you how stupid and funny this all was. Dr. Chicken grabbed tweezers and went to work for a few minutes. He got it. I of course, took a picture of it, and went back to work and showed it to everyone. It was a good time. Btw this isn't the first time he'd have to extract a spine out of my gums. That's for another day.

SO. .That's my last experience with prickly pear. 

Well, not anymore!! Mwahaha!! It was really good. Light, yummy, refreshing, and pretty. And I have a new flute ^_^

Am writing by the wine area now. It's getting coooold. This is weird. I've never written so ... Reporting to you Live before. 

Anywho, I got the Sip & Savor pass.

This time, it's a digital one. There's a barcode on the back with a pin number you expose by removing the sticker. There are 2 options for passes this year: One has 4 items to claim, one has 8, all good for the participating food carts and locations during the festival. So far I've used up 3. I'm so full omg. It was that damn, delicious pretzel thing I ate earlier today T_T

The passport is cool, it tells you what all the carts have, where they are, and what participating areas have. Really useful, and kinda makes it like a treasure hunt. The first item I got was the Impossible Beef Stroganoff. Vegetarian or not, I love me savory beef stroganoff. It was really good!! I was happy with it. Def would recommend. After eating that though, I got kinda full. It doesn't look like a lot, but it was really filling. I continued wandering. 

So I realized that this time around, instead of ordering at the actual food cart you're hitting up, there are now separate areas where any and all food items at any food cart can be ordered. You'll be given a receipt with everything and you just go to the food cart pick up line. But hold onto the receipt, as cast members will cross out each item as you claim it.
The second item I got was the Grilled Top Sirloin. I'm probably still chewing it in another dimension. While the meat was overdone, flavors all paired well together. It came with mashed potatoes topped with this garlic, habanero spicy pesto sauce. SUPER tangy and flavorful. I really liked the flavors. Texture of the steak, not so much. Then I got in line to pick up my third and final item. 

This guy. The Cheeseburger Bao. It's uh, cold now lol. I'm so full. I feel like an asshole for getting it in the first place. I should've just waited to get it next time. But uh... it's fine. Nothing great. The dough is sweet. The inside doesn't really have any flavorful anything. I think it's all on the outside. Not impressed. Wouldn't recommend. 

And this concludes our post here at Too Many Srs IRL.

What does that even mean. It means exactly that. IRL gets too serious, stahp it.

K, I'm leaving. It's cold and I'm full and sleepy. I gotta figure out when we're coming back to use up the rest of my Sip & Savor pass lol. Oh yay it's rush hour!

 :D

Ah Wondercon is this month. Also have an embalming seminar that same weekend. HNNNNNNG I gotta finish my cosplay T_______T
Imma play Fallout lol bye