Every time my hair grows disgustingly long, I cut it really short to donate them. As soon as I was done with my Nico Minoru costume (pictures to come), the first thing I did was walk to my bathroom and cut the smelly monstrosity that I call my hair. Really, it was almost like giving birth to a child. I think it took me two years to grow it out again, the last six months were a bit unbearable because the length of my hair felt like it was weighing me down and getting in the way of everything even when I had it tied up.

Cutting my hair was not a walk in the park either (I recorded it, yes I did). It seemed like my hair was massively thick, and the scissors were cheap and kept getting caught into my hair,*wah wah WAH S’MORE COMPLAINING* but after I had finally finished, I felt a lot lighter, prettier, and I can still whip my hair back and forth.

To whomever gets to have my bundle of disaster joy, I hope you enjoy it more than I did. Oh, and I apologize in advance for any possible split ends and loose dandruff.

Holding my own hair that’s not attached to my head anymore is kind of trippy. It’s almost like holding your own severed foot. I don’t like it one bit.

Every year, Blizzcon gives away goodie bags to each of the attendees. Besides a loot card and a stack of useless flyers, for this year, we received a badass little guy:  Tyrael from Diablo 3. He’s kind of adorable and I’m pretty excited to put him next to Deathwing (which was last year’s toy).

We also a got a mini Thrall.

The Horde earrings were not part of the goodie bag, but I bought it from this Etsy shop. I bought them so I can wear ‘em to Blizzcon, but they arrived a little late. And boy was I glad I didn’t get them in time because some old lady was wearing the same ones at Blizzcon, and well, I wouldn’t be caught dead matching earrings with granny over here.

This isn’t related to anything “Blizzard”, but here’s a preview of my costume for Long Beach Comic-Con (which is coming up this weekend):

Gregg Street aka "Ghostcrawler", Leads System Designer for WoW. Who knew he can be such a party animal?

I attended Blizzcon over the weekend and I’m just really bummed that it’s all over. I’ve been to the convention for the past 2-3 years but this year was the most magical for me because I got really lucky into randomly bumping into popular and/ important people of Blizzard. And then there was managing to get into exclusive after-parties (I’m a girl) where the cast of The Guild was hanging out, and dancing with the top Blizzard developers who were insanely drunk off their asses. Boy, I had fun.

Then I went back to work on Monday. Everything seemed be going wrong for some reason. Especially this teenage kid who walked into my work. Holy crap, he was a real life troll, trying to troll me and the patients. While I was trying to help 3-4 patients at the same time, he was harassing a Vietnamese immigrant family by making fun of their accents. And then he approached the man I was helping and yelled “HEY, I WAS HERE FIRST. WHY IS SHE HELPING YOU FIRST.”

“I need you to leave,” I pointed to the door.

“YOU’RE RUDE.” He yelled in my face.

“Leave.”

“I DON’T LIKE YOUR SERVICE, I DON’T EVEN LIKE YOUR GLASSES THEY’RE UGLY.”

“I need you to leave right now,” I never lost my temper, but I made sure there was a sternness to my voice.

He walked out the door but before he left he yelled some more saying that he’ll never buy from my store or something. Christ. Why, why does this scumbag kid have to exist? What bugs me even more though is that any crazy f*cking nut can walk into my work and start throwing turds across the room or something, and I’d most likely be the only person who’d have to take care of it.

Anyways, enough with the depressing crap. Here are some Blizzzzcon pictures, mostly cosplay…and mostly stolen from my friend’s (Rory) camera. He has a much better camera.