My inner-geek is sad

Today marks the first day of Geek Fest '08 in San Diego. I promised myself last year, whilst standing in an insanely long line, that I would NEVER do it again. Yet here I am, at work, pining for the fresh San Diego air and the joys of mocking the costumed masses. Ugh. I used to make fun of fanboys and fangirls. Never did I think I'd want to be with them at the yearly festival in which one can geek out as much as they can without any shame. How often does one get to see a Storm Trooper walking with an Orc? Not often. Have you ever seen Magneto grab a coffee with Wolverine? No! At Comic Con you would.

So Dana, my sister-in-geekdom, and I are currently making plans for next year. Our goal is to stay at a hotel in walking distance from the convention center. This would help us arrive early enough to be at the beginning of those obnoxious lines. Plus who wouldn't want to spend a long weekend in San Diego? It's freaking great there.