At the airport, it is easy to tell who is leaving from Comic-Con. We have geeky bags and geeky shirts and geeky purchases. And we are probably falling asleep on the plane because holy shit, are we tired.
And so ends another Comic-Con. It was not as epically epic overall as last year since last year was my first time doing everything, and I was meeting so many famous people and running into them randomly and stuff, and I spent a lot more time with my friends. But this year had its fair share of awesomeness (even though it was largely concentrated in Wednesday and Thursday).
I wonder what next year will bring. Current Mood: groggy Current Music: The Cardigans - Iron Man