The first week of November is supposed to be sandwiched between two long weekends; it's Election Day tomorrow, and Araw ng mga Patay next weekend. It's supposed to be that one calm before the storm that is the Christmas season in the Philippines. Speaking from this end, it doesn't seem calm at all.
Yesterday was New Worlds 5, and while work kept me from participating in the ingress and setup of the booths, I did spend a little over two hours in a torture device designed by the Spanish Inquisition. Other people know it as the C-3PO suit. And then there was the egress, where there was much carrying of the Geeky Items of Great Bulk and Weight. I was feeling fine last night, but an hour ago, the right side of my back started aching. Minutes ago the ache spread to my arms. And now, my neck. Uploading pictures later.
And alas, there is no rest for the wicked. No staying home for me, because this afternoon is also my friend Dat's birthday party, which all the guests have been anticipating. (My bath water's heating up as I type.) Of course, this'll proceed straight to dinner and coffee and drinks and midnight snacks and ... yeah.
And then I should eventually go home and write some articles for work. It is the end of the month, or Publish and Perish time. It usually involves me losing sleep for two to three nights until the newsletter is sent out; I can't complain, really, since my boss is about to leave on a couple of international trips. But with an achy back (an achy all-over, really), and several nights of little sleep, I think the other long weekend will be spent hibernating.
Good night, folks.
PS
Conventionitis. Noun. Any number of physical and psychological ailments that are the direct result of organizing and participating in a sci-fi and fantasy con.
