All's packed for a week in Sweden that'll start tomorrow. I know I should be excited but I'm just dreading everything's going to go wrong, the costume will be destroyed in cargo, my sound files will be missing, we'll make horribad mistakes on stage, my wig falls off etc. etc. I even had a stress dream last night where FOR ONCE it wasn't trolls after me but a ghost that wanted to kill me. Apparently the only way to not die would have been to kill the ghost but, alas, there was the technical problem of it actually being already dead and I remember feeling a bit frustrated when I tried to stab it over and over again but the knife just went through it. On the upside at least it was my old, trusty puukko I inherited from my grandma, maybe she's trying to give me a small pat on the back here.
Ooookayyy I think I need to breathe in a paper bag for a while now and think, uh, as positively as I can. Maybe it won't be a disaster. Maybe I'm being a wee bit overdramatic thinking a cosplay competition would make me an embarrassment to the whole nation of Iceland. Maybe it'll just be fun, hanging out at a convention taking lots pf photos, possibly finding more SSSS fans if someone recognizes the Reynir. Yes, I like that thought, I'll try to think of that instead... :'(