Costume Con.
It's happening.
I am well aware that I've had the ticket for....over a year now. It didn't matter. It was something in confirming we had a crash pad that made it come home.
156 days.
156 days, to create the MOST AMAZING things I can come up with.
I don't know whether or not to laugh in the glorious challenge or go and curl up in a ball, sobbing. Can I do both without sounding like a lunatic?
5 months? Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgvhghghgh..... I need to brainstorm so badly that all thunder gods in all their realms are green with jealously.
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