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D*C, BP, and more D*C
Aug. 6th, 2003 12:17 pmYesterday went well. I got up and fielded about thirty emails before I called it quits for the day. I am kind of at the point where I realized that the convention is going to happen in spite of whether I manage to do a good job or not. This isn't to say that I am not going to continue to do a good job, but I think I am finally able to seperate myself screwing up as an acceptable option.
That being said, I went out to the Border Pagans meeting last evening. They were discussing what apparently a lot of people consider a controversial and possibly volatile subject.
Personally, I found it to be neither. The actual subject isn't so important as the fact that the presenter came across in a very careful and considerate way. I think this helped diffuse any potential problem that might have been there. It's a very fascinating perspective, one I don't happen to share, but that's ok too. I enjoy learning more about many subjects.
All in all a good time, and very deep thought provoking evening.
Minor panic attack that evolved into a major panic attack when I got home last night though.
I grabbed the mail on the way to the house, and had a certified letter from the IRS! Ack! It turned out not to be a big deal, my payment was a week late, so the notice and the payment crossed in the mail. Until they opened at 7:00 am though, I was pretty much a basket case.
This is something in myself that I can not understand, and until I understand it, and the cause and effect, I am not sure I can solve it. And yes, it definately needs to be solved.
In any case, I knew I had made the payment, and I knew that they had already cashed the check. I knew very logically that it was more than likely just that the two had criss crossed in the mail. However, when it came down to it, my heart was racing, and I couldn't stop the anxiety associated with it.
Now, I do have to say, some of it may be attributed to the fact that I was pretty tired, and I was already in a low tolerance as far as being able to handle stress when this happened. I am sure that didn't help matters at all.
On top of all that, I think I came across as a stand-offish pain in the arse alternating with complete flakeyness in a post to the Dragon*Con LJ. (See it here: They Finally Posted the Day Pass Prices)
It was suppose to be light hearted and a fun way of looking at the complications of running a party for 20,000+ people. Blew that.
And on that note, I am going to bed.
That being said, I went out to the Border Pagans meeting last evening. They were discussing what apparently a lot of people consider a controversial and possibly volatile subject.
Personally, I found it to be neither. The actual subject isn't so important as the fact that the presenter came across in a very careful and considerate way. I think this helped diffuse any potential problem that might have been there. It's a very fascinating perspective, one I don't happen to share, but that's ok too. I enjoy learning more about many subjects.
All in all a good time, and very deep thought provoking evening.
Minor panic attack that evolved into a major panic attack when I got home last night though.
I grabbed the mail on the way to the house, and had a certified letter from the IRS! Ack! It turned out not to be a big deal, my payment was a week late, so the notice and the payment crossed in the mail. Until they opened at 7:00 am though, I was pretty much a basket case.
This is something in myself that I can not understand, and until I understand it, and the cause and effect, I am not sure I can solve it. And yes, it definately needs to be solved.
In any case, I knew I had made the payment, and I knew that they had already cashed the check. I knew very logically that it was more than likely just that the two had criss crossed in the mail. However, when it came down to it, my heart was racing, and I couldn't stop the anxiety associated with it.
Now, I do have to say, some of it may be attributed to the fact that I was pretty tired, and I was already in a low tolerance as far as being able to handle stress when this happened. I am sure that didn't help matters at all.
On top of all that, I think I came across as a stand-offish pain in the arse alternating with complete flakeyness in a post to the Dragon*Con LJ. (See it here: They Finally Posted the Day Pass Prices)
It was suppose to be light hearted and a fun way of looking at the complications of running a party for 20,000+ people. Blew that.
And on that note, I am going to bed.
