I woke up this morning to another grey day which was totally putting a damper on the amount of sun I was trying to get this week. But I would not be deterred fellow Geeklings. I went for a walk/run, came home, uploaded some Pearl Jam to my ipod, and then began to wait. And wait. And wait some more. Tickets for NYC Comic Con didn’t go on sale until twelve and I had completed everything pressing by 10:40 or so.

I wasn’t sure what to do. I wrote a post for Fan Fest and I kind of hopped around the interwebs a little but I was living in this fear that by doing that would cause my lap top to crash right as tickets went on sale thus preventing me from attending this years comic con. The nerves were setting in. You guys ever have that problem when trying to get tickets for an event? Happens to me all the time. I will the time to approach for when the tickets go on sale, and when they finally do I panic that I haven’t been taken to a ticket sales window yet. In the back of my head there’s a voice that keeps shouting “they sold out! You’ll never get to go”. Ugh it’s the worst.

When twelve o’clock kicked in, I clicked my link, and got taken to a que page. And waited. And waited. And waited some more. Seriously I spent fifty-four minutes of my day staring at my computer screen almost willing it to change to the check out page. I imagine the process was very similar to the watching of paint dry or grass grow. Brutal. At one point I had to pee and was afraid to leave to use the bathroom because I didn’t want to lose my window of opportunity. Life is cruel that way.

I was texting with friends back and forth as I heard their tragic tales of of que screen woe. One of them got in and there’s that glimmer of hope that maybe I wouldn’t be too far behind. And I wasn’t. All the stress. All the panic. Just vanished as I very smoothly, very easily, and with very little hassle ordered my tickets for Friday. Just like that.

And it was like the gods were watching, as the clouds parted, the sun made itself known, and the day carried on in glorious fashion. I sat poolside, read my book, got tan, and the entire time I did it knowing I had Comic Con tickets… Today was a good day.