13 Jul

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The Hostel   If someone wanted one word that comes to my mind when I think of Comic-Con, the word would be lines — lots and lots of lines. Chris Jackson, who had went last year, and is the reason why I am even able to come to Comic-Con this year (thank you Chris) had warned me about these lines, but it still did not prepare me for what I saw at 8 AM in the morning. Insane.   The line snaked from the front of the building to the back of the building to the building next to the building….

07 Mar

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Day 2 (Business by day, terrified by night) Nothing quite describes the horribleness associated with an 8 am wakeup call when your body has not yet adjusted to a new time zone. (I know how I keep going on about passing out all the time, but it doesn’t seem to help.) Exquisite breakfast, however, makes all the difference, and I proceeded to casually stroll down in my travel attire to the eating area. Slightly behind schedule I might add, but who cares when delectable food abounds.   Apparently my classmates, dressed in business casual, had all prepared to visit the…