Mandi: That's the poster he signed for us. I couldn't believe how damned expensive their stuff was. We also got a cast photo for $20 bucks. We should have bought more though. I guess Shanks doesn't go to many conventions and we saw signed photos on eBay the next day going for $80 to $150. Oh well, another opportunity missed.
Jenny: I got something to beat that. Do you know that people PAY for Diablo II accounts? Upwards of a thousand dollars for accounts with kick-ass characters? WHAT?
The Dinner
Mandi: This is at Horton Plaza the night of the dinner. I don't know what it is. I just though you might like to see it.
Jenny: Horton Plaza isn't designed to make a whole lot of sense. Like most malls in the area, it's designed to make you go to every corner of the mall, and not miss any of it. Good for wandering, not good for important shopping. Takes forever to get to one goddamned store.
Mandi: We had a lot of tables. At least 10. I had no idea there would be so many people there. And I had no idea who many of them were. Message Board people, I guess. I gave up on the Message Boards a long time ago. They were fun for a while but being a moderator made it tedious. I read enough shit during the course of the day, I don't need to volunteer to read more.
Jenny: yeah, you're not missing much. I pretty just make the mandatory check on The Cow and the Admin Menace. I don't even think Chris wants to go there anymore. And he has to. Like REALLY has to.
Mandi: Poor, sad Sarah. This thumbnail looks strange. Like I captured a spectral entity along with Sarah. Hey, if I were dead and could follow anyone around I might just choose her. Don't you wanna see her naked?
Jenny: I *have* seen her naked, thanks. nernie.
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