This was definitely one of those "please don't make me get up, I'd rather melt into the covers forever and never walk again" type mornings, but I think sometime around 10ish I finally dragged my achey sick body from the covers and showered. For some reason we all seemed to think the goodbye feast went until noon, so we hurried downstairs only to find we'd missed it anyway. So bagels and fruit down the street it was. I'm pretty sure Hank accompanied us as well.
Even though the conference technically ended that morning, there was still plenty of fun things to do. In the afternoon there were two shows; a WizHop show at the Middle East and Hank's acoustic show at the Lilypad. The WizHop show would have been really fun(Joe Degeorge singing as Dumbledore, the infamous Remus and the Lupins, Big Whompy...), but I know that Hank appreciated having us in his audience a whole lot so of course we chose to go with him. Also he offered to drive us. xD
Hank had to go back to the airport to get a rental car, so we waited for him in the lobby. We waited for him in the lobby for a long time. We waited for him in the lobby so long we began to think he'd forgotten about us. We waited for him in the lobby so long Eia and I both fell asleep on thr floor while apparently older people smiled and smirked at us as they passed.
Finally I was woken up to Hank standing over me and giggling and still groggy, they told me a story about how Hank accidentally saved my name with Melissa Anelli's phone number, spent half an hour texting with her about some restaurant she was at, and went THERE to pick us up because he thought it was me. Oops. Haha.
Then we embarked on what I am calling the Great Bsoton Adventure, because Hank remembered parking his car in a parking garage but he didnt remember WHICH parking garage. This took a fair amount of time as well. I should also add that my cold was significantly worse on this day and I spent a good portion of the day dragging my body places and feeling a bit like I was in a daze. Hank left us on the corner of some street while he ran off, frantic, and finally about twenty minutes later picked us up in the rental car. THEN we couldn't find the venue, but luckily I just got a new phone with GPS so I tested it out and it managed to get us there only a few minutes late.
Hank's show was fun... I really appreciated the pure joy on his face, knowing he probably never dreamed of playing in front of an adoring audience like he gets to now. Many of the Leaky staffers showed up and even Paul/Joe and Emily stopped by after the WIzHop show was finished. I was really proud of my fandom for being so supportive. Hank staged two encores and played a pretty good mix of songs, including both the boy and girl parts on the Edward Cullen song. It was nice for me too, because we all sat in chairs and there was no jumping or dancing. my body appreciated it.
Afterwards we got ice cream, got lost again on the way home because nobody was listening to my GPS (it ended up being right, go figure, satellites are smarter than a car full of internet nerds) and pretty much went straight to the Venom Show. Lena played a fun set with a full band, Erin was fun as always, and Ministry made the floor shake. I told them that there was NO possible way I could sing with them (my voice was completely shot at this point) but I realized that everyone knows the words and would be singing them too loud to hear me anyway, so I jumped onstage and mouthed Snape vs. Snape and no one seemed to notice or care. Hahaha.
Leaky had one last party in their room for the people who hadn't gone home yet, and my night took a turn for the worse. I think the fact that I had been ignoring my body all weekend had finally come crashing down on me... my body was like "No, you listen to ME." I started getting chills and was dizzy and literally couldn't talk without it hurting a lot... I was really upset because it was the last few hours I had with my friends and I couldn't hang out or chat or anything. I ended up sitting in a corner with Alex. :( I appreciate him.
I guess I did talk with Toby and Melissa for awhile at the very end, but that was after at least two hours of feeling really, really sick. So I cant really complain. I sounded like a dying frog, my eyes were red, and I was shivery and sweaty at the same time, but I did get one last good conversation with two people I adore at 3 in the morning. Then Alex Carpenter FORCED everyone to have one last dance party to some techno remix of Total Eclipse of the Heart, so I kind of mouthed the words and did a little knee bobbing thing to keep from passing out.
Our flight left at 6 AM, so we needed to take a cab to the airport around 3:30. We said our goodbyes, took a cab to the airport, cursed Burger King for not being open, let Alex delight in the abandoned wheelchair that was just sitting in the food area, went through security, and then I fell asleep across four chairs. The whole trip home after this was a miserable, uncomfortable blur of trying to sleep, not knowing whether we had or had not already stopped in Milwaukee (we didnt actually have to get off the plane, it just stopped there), and completely missing the fact that our flight was delayed about two hours and half the people got off to find other flights so they wouldn't miss their connections (I slept through all of this).
AirTran gave us all free round trip tickets for our trouble (What? Trouble? The only trouble I had was that I woke up thinking we were almost home and then the pilot said "If you look out on your left you may see Niagra Falls" and I flipped out because Niagra falls is on the EAST SIDE OF THE CONTINENT). I have never heard of an airline doing this for a minor delay, but hey. I am definitely, definitely not complaining. Finally we got home, they lost Colin's luggage, Colin's mom picked us up and brought us Subway sandwiches (I love her) and now here I am lying on my incredibly wonderful rainbow comfortered bed and planning to sleep the day away.
LeakyCon. See you in 2011.
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