Seven Reasons Why Chattacon Rocked

1. Cesar and Javier both reassuring me that I was awesome and that losing my job was not the end of the world.

2. The Dojo of the King party, particularly the Beniahuhu table featuring junk food sushi, as assembled by Angelo. (The hit of the night was probably the peanut butter and banana, rolled in white bread and topped with bacon. Yes. Bacon. It was yummy, in that you-wouldn't-think-this-would-taste-good-but-wow kind of way.)

3. John Hudgens' story about his fifth birthday, when Elvis bought him pizza.

4. A long soak in the whirlpool tub in the suite.

5. Getting a full body massage from Vin and getting to know him better afterwards. (Vin as in Marvin, not Vin as in Vincent, btw.)

6. Drinking an in-house lager at a nearby brewpub, over a hearty lunch.

7. Singing Tesla coils. Singing Tesla coils, people!

I pretty much took my mind off of What The Heck Do I Do Next the whole weekend and just relaxed and enjoyed myself. I think I needed that.

Today I took pleasure in looking at new possibilities.

Today I learned how to poke my MacBook into acknowledging that I've inserted a CD into it.