My weekend was full of highs and lows. Mostly lows.

I arrived at the GallifreyOne convention Friday afternoon. I was surprised to see how much programming was going on.  It used to be a Saturday and Sunday convention.  Now it looks like they're starting Thursday afternoon and going through Sunday.  Weird.  You'd think I'd notice changes like that.

I think this was my 9th or 10th year. I remember when I discovered this little convention. One August afternoon a while back, I was bored at work on my lunch break and Googled "American Doctor Who Conventions" (or something like that) and saw a gloriously simple website.  The cheese factor was so amazing! I emailed a link to my friend with the note "We HAVE to go to this!".  So we got tickets and went a few months later. It was awesome.

Did I have a ton of fun this year? To put it quite simply, "No". There were a couple of moments where it was fun, but overall, I didn't really have a good time.  This year it came the day after Earl died, so I was dealing with that. <The section that used to be here has been edited out.>

Earls funeral yesterday was so beautiful. I was surrounded by people I care about and I could really feel the love in that chapel.  I cried like a baby, of course. I held it together until I saw one of my really strong friends crying. Then it was floods of tears from me.  There were so many people there, I mean A TON of people. I've never seen that many people show up to a funeral.  Earl was loved by so many. I don't think he knew how beloved he was, which is such a shame.

Rabbi Wolpe did a wonderful job and the speakers told the best stories. Seeing Earl's 99 year-old mom be so stoic through the whole thing made me marvel at how strong she is.  I wish I could be that strong!

A bonus at the funeral was that I was able to avoid my old asshole boss.  Samantha went with me and was under strict orders from my dad to keep the guy away from me. She did a good job!  I think it was cool that the boss I used to have (that I really liked) came and sat with me.  I think he knew that our little group would have a bit of  "gallows" humor happening (which we did) and that it would be more tolerable sitting with us than it would be sitting with quiet people not saying anything.

I didn't go to the reception at the temple afterwards, I didn't want to tempt fate. If I had gone, asshole old boss would have found me and would have wanted to talk. I would have either said something I would really regret or I would have done something I would really regret. I think I made the right decision to go with my friends who knew Earl and have dinner and talk about our different Earl stories.

Today I spent the day recovering from the weekend. I didn't even get out of my pajamas until I took a shower this afternoon / evening. I'm a lazy sloth! Although, I did put a table and chairs together. So I guess I'm not too lazy.

Argh, work tomorrow. :-(