That sucks.

I had been planning on going to a convention this weekend. It's a local con, it's relatively inexpensive. I've already got the time off.

If I go at all, it will be a day pass on Saturday.

It's partially because of funds, as I realistically cannot afford to pay for two nights in a hotel across town, and it's partially because I don't know anyone who is willing to drive me there and back today, tomorrow, and Sunday. I can almost certainly (but not definitely) get my brother Eric to take me over there tomorrow, but we'll see.

Ah well, I don't work tonight at the very least, so I damn well am getting to play WoW a bit more this weekend. I wonder if I can powerlevel from 53 to 60 by Tuesday?

fiction

i'm hiding today. demons are hunting me. many of them. but they won't find me. i hide too well. i know the safe places in the subway and in the dark places. we don't get demons down in the dark places. they don't like it there. maybe it reminds them of hell. they like staying on earth and doing evil. they don't like hell.

they don't like my knife either. it's not the same one that saint peter first gave me. one day i woke up and this one was there instead. it's bigger. it's got writing on it i can't read. but when i met saint peter again, he said he gave it to me for killing so many demons. he said i was very good at it. i like saint peter. he hasn't lied to me. not like the demons. all demons lie to me. they say they won't hurt me. that they know a safe place where it's warm and where i can get food. they lie. sure, it's warn in hell, but they will hurt me. they have hurt me. but i got better.

i killed two demons yesterday, but a third one got away. he saw me, and he saw the knife, and he ran. he was scared. he got the police to come after me. the police don't believe in god. it makes it easier for the demons to corrupt them. i pray to god and saint peter every night and every morning. sometimes, down in the dark, i can't tell if it's morning or not when i wake up, but i pray anyway.

i know it's night now. it's safer at night now. there are bigger demons out at night, but it's still safer. the night-demons aren't afraid of me yet, because i haven't killed any of them. i've only killed day-demons so far. night demons are bigger, but they're slower and stupider. i'm going to kill one tonight before i meet saint peter. i know i'm meeting saint peter tonight. i just know. maybe at the old church, or maybe on the way back to the dark place where i hide. i'll turn a corner and he'll be there. maybe he'll have a demon that he needs me to kill. maybe he'll send me to kill a demon, instead of me just going out and looking for them. i haven't failed saint peter yet. i don't want to.

it's time to go.
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author's note: yes, it's the same man from here.