Okay, seriously? Body pillowcases? Of Yoko? From Gurren Lagann? Sold at SEARS?!
What. The. Fuck.
It’s finally over. My first convention as a Volunteer Coordinator. And while Justin demands that I do my write-up of anime conji now…there really isn’t much I can say. Well, I’ll try, at least. Shitty backpacks, crazy cosplayers, hentai panels over the radio, stormy weather, Dong Dong Never Die, Bronies, Pegasisters, Artists, dispatching volunteers,…