b-fest may be the greatest thing ever invented. 24 hours of bad movies. the only people crazy enough to go are psychos just like me. enough to fill a movie theatre. my god, it was amazing. i also met up with Cappy and got everything straightened out... we're good again. yay.

i was also told by the people working the desk for the main building that i was the opnoly one there that was even close to normal (read: having social skillz) because not only did i talk to them, but i knew who alkaline trio was. w00t. i win.

next year, i expect everyone even remotely close to the midwest to be there with me.