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Partying Like a Fangirl

This weekend was chock-full of Fangirl Fun. The kind where I have three different inkstamps on my hand (what the hell is up with the ink pads at McMenamins? Seriously, I showered twice and washed my hands dozens of times, and there’s still a rubber ducky there!)

Friday night was the Jonathan Coulton show. Mind you, the last time I went to a concert was in 2002 and it was Neil Diamond. JoCo closed with Sweet Caroline, so it was kind of similar. AND his first song was about IKEA.

Why the delay between concerts? Because I don’t like spending 27.50 (plus 4.15 for a pint) for a few hours unless I know I’m going to be entertained. And JoCo did that. I mean, when you introduce songs like, “This is a song about a giant squid that hates itself”, you’re kind of in for humor. Paul and Storm, who I had never heard of before, also brought the entertainment. HOWEVER Paul and Storm gave out a snack cake to people who could produce a d20, and I’d left my bag at home. So no laptop to keep me entertained during the loooong wait for the show to start, no iPod for the same distraction… AND NO DICE!

Saturday I was supposed to head out to Forest Grove to the Ren Faire, but Killer Migrane o’ DOOM decided I had to crawl into the living room (which has better light-blocking curtains than my room) and wear my sunglasses inside. Which meant I missed the Alexander James performance. Which makes me MAD. The migrane went away in the early afternoon, and I ran out to Target to pick up a game for my DS using a gifty card my mother sent me last month. I got stalked by store security, which is a rant for a whole ‘nother blog. HOWEVER! Cute interlude: The young man who sold me my DS game (Lego Star Wars: The Complete Saga, bringing me up to owning a total of 3 DS games, THANKS MA!) also went to the JoCo show. And it was his girlfriend who had the d20 in her bag. He’d given it to her 3 years ago as a good luck charm. Everyone say it with me: Awwwwww!

After Target, I went to the Kennedy School and saw National Treasure: Book of Secrets. $3 for the film and $3 for the pint ’cause it was happy hour. Not as good as the first, but it was kind of fun. Although I was playing Super Mario Bros. while I was waiting and had just cussed my way through the tilty mushroom section… if you’ve seen the film, you know what I’m talking about. If you haven’t seen it… MOVING ON!

Sunday! Ah, Sunday. Sunday was the Stumptown Comics Festival. I had a budget of $40 for this shindig, which included the $6 entrance fee, and I managed to stay well within budget using my Super-Sekrit Fangirl Comic Convention Budget Strategy.

My Super-Sekrit Fangirl Comic Convention Budget Strategy is this: Only give money to vendors who treat me as an intelligent consumer, instead of Obviously Someone’s Girlfriend, Because No One With The Boobies Likes The Comics.

I traded shiny rocks for comics from:
+ John Aegard for his Greeter series and some of the Comfort Guides. The Greeter comics are HYSTERICAL. Especially, you know, if you’ve recently been w2rking at a Big Box Store.
+ Paul Guinan for Heartbreakers Meet Boilerplate. This also caused me a bit of Fangirl Brain Freeze, as I was totally jabbering along with the guy behind the table, and then I glanced at his name badge and realised I was jabbering nonsensically to PAUL GUINAN OMG!
+ Nolan C. Kidwell who has no website that I can find was super-awesome to talk to AND his comic comes complete with recipies! YAY!
+ I did not give the Ommatidia folks shiny rocks, but they gave me a free comic that is AWESOME. So I am filled with shame I did not trade shiny rocks for more of their work. I AM SHAMED! But I see that Brendan Adkins is now a resident of the Rose City, ergo at some point I will see him and give him shiny rocks and possibly cookies.
+ Random plug for my folks at Bridge City Comics, who were there but I trade them shiny rocks all the time, not just during the fest.

And that, my lovelies, is how you party like a fiscally sound fangirl. \o/


So. Freakin’. Awesome. [Fangirl Flail]

io9 reports that the Jules Verne Automated Transfer Vehicle is entering its final testing tomorrow.

As in, when it docks itself to the International Space Station all by itself.

Reasons why this is Fangirl Flailworthy:

1) Space. Dude, if I have to explain it, you just won’t get it.
2) It’s called an ATV. All ATVs are AWESOME by definition.
3) Since it’s named after the grandfather of Science Fiction*, per io9:

The Jules Verne carried two rare manuscripts by the groundbreaking writer, which will be kept on the ISS.

*The grandmother of SciFi is, of course, Mary Shelly.


Saving Roll vs. Finances

Okay, so Jim calls it ‘Impulse Saving’, but the geeks know what it REALLY is.

Get a yourself a six-sided die (or more sides if you prefer) and roll it. Take that number, multiple it by ten, and put it in a savings account or pay down a debt. Do it every single time you get a paycheck and learn to live without the money in your budget.

Damn right. Saving Roll vs. Finances, baby! And who has more dice than a geek?


I just spent $20 on a coffee mug.

…What? Why are you looking at me like that?

First of all, it’s a NaNoWriMo coffee mug that says ‘Can’t Talk. Noveling.’ And doesn’t have half-nekkid Pencillius on it, like my ’06 mug does (which makes it NSFW).

Secondly, I paid for it out of my Sonic Screwdriver budget line. That’s right, baby. I have a budget line for Random Acts of Fangirl Merchandise.

I know I make it look easy, but it’s a lot of hard work being so damn pretty.


Budgeting for Con Season

Ok, so technically it’s not REALLY a con, but Wil Wheaton, whom I fangirled as a teenager for his acting and fangirl as an adult for his writing (seriously, go get Dancing Barefoot like, RIGHT NOW and read it all), informed me about Star Trek: THE TOUR.

*takes a deep breath*
*passes out ded from the squee*

However, as the nearest ST:TT is several hundred miles away, this will take planning. Not just to find my Bajoran ear cuff (you know you’re jealous), but financially.

Cons aren’t exactly spontaneous things. Typically you have several months to prepare. Some are planned years in advance (I’m aiming for ComicCon in 2010). There are four sets of numbers you will need to pull for a Con:

1) Vacation Time – Yeah, sure, most of them are over the weekend, but Thursday Night Parties. Do I have to say more?

What you need to ask yourself is do you have enough vacation time to cover this and still be able to go see Auntie Em at the Lake? If that answer is no, then the question is can you afford unpaid time off?

If you’re going the Unpaid route, figure out how much money you’d earn during the days you’re gone, and put a big minus sign in front of it. We’ll use this number later for a Very Painful Decision.

2) Room, Board, and Con Fees – Unless you’re a lucky bastard who lives in Seattle, you’re going to have to find a place to stay for PAX. It may be on the floor of a friend you met on the Internet’s apartment with 40 other fangirls or fanboys, but I’m getting too old for that stuff, myself. I like to sleep when I want to sleep and not share a bathroom. Figure the rate for every night of your stay, add about $15 for incidental taxes.

Food is going to be damn expensive in the Convention Center district. Same with booze, if that’s your thing. Figure about $50 a day. No, I’m not kidding.

Then there’s the cost to get into the Con itself, which can run from ‘ouch’ to ‘holygodsabove’. This may cover a few meals, if it’s one of THOSE kind of Cons, so knock $15 off your food budget for each meal covered.

Add up all those numbers, put a big minus sign in front of them, and put it under your Vacation Time number.

3) Schwag – You’re going to a con. You’re going to find something you absolutely cannot live without. And you’re still going to need to pay rent next month. I suggest going to all the vendor stalls before you actually buy something, to avoid blowing your entire budget on a scale model Puddlejumper when there’s a sonic screwdriver five tables down.

Again with the minus sign and add it to your little list of numbers.

4) Travel – Plane, train, shuttle, automobile, taxi, river raft, parking, tolls… You know the drill. Add ’em up and put a big ol’ minus sign in front of it, and put it on your list.

Now that you have all the hard part done, here comes the math: Add up all your negative numbers, and that’s how much this Con is going to cost you. Divide the total amount this Con is going to cost you by how many months are left until that Con, and take a good, long, hard look at that number.

That’s how much money you are going to need to put away each month between now and then to pay for this shindig. Is it a number you’re comfortable with? Will you be taking money away from your savings and investing and debt-reduction (see point two of the Fangirl Financial Plan: Credit cards are evil and must be vanquished)? Basically, can you afford this?

If the answer is no, well, that sucks. Oh well, there will be a KoLCon next year.

If the answer is yes, start socking that money away now.

And don’t forget your camera. I want photos, damnit!

The Experiment

What happens when I put as much time and energy into keeping track of my finances as I do in keeping track of my fandoms? Let's find out!

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