One reason why my fat head is out of control
Mood:  rushed
Topic: It's all about me
The madness has started spiraling out of control, and I'm not even in Cali yet. Already I've got 4 separate factions of people willing to throw down and get all crazy over who gets to have me first, most, and NOW NOW NOW. And how many people do you have fighting over you, huh? I'm already a raging egomaniac as it is people, I don't know why you insist on feeding the beast.

But seriously, it is indeed a mad scramble for me to get to see as many people as possible on my annual jaunt out, and to do as much as possible as well. And believe me, the doing part is a big thing for me because I'm not really all that motivated unless I've got someone doing to motivating for me. Plus, having to cram all manner of activity into weekdays tends to cramp some people's plans.

The funny thing to me is how every year I do actually worry whether or not the Cali/Faire thing is going to work out, and despite that nonsense (you'd think I'd have learned by now...) I still manage to get out there every year. Plans are already evolving their way into place. I've got passage booked, I've got a pick-up arranged, I've even got my first week planned out for me. One thing I've learned by now is to not bother actually setting any real plans in stone because they seem to grow just fine on their own organically.

Ahhhh, it's a curse being so popular.