No, Nay, Never No More
Jan. 20th, 2005 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladyspriteThis is my third year on Arisia Concom. This is my last year on Arisia Concom. I'm counting on y'all to remind me of this, should I suffer a bout of simultaneous amnesia and temporary insanity at any point next year. I love the con, and I like being helpful, and it feels good to know that I'm accomplishing something, however insignificant, for the community that has been my home for mumblemany years. But.... I'm just not cut out for this sort of thing.
I'm a pathologically organized individual, though I suppose you wouldn't know it from looking raound my personal space. I like planning, and preparing, and thinking things through in advance, and having them done far, far before they might possibly be needed in order to spend the rest of the time tweaking and rearranging at my leisure. In school, I was the kid who wrote my papers the week they were assigned, just so I could go back and reread them and rewrite them a half-dozen times before they were due. I have a deep and possibly life-threatening allergy to procrastinating, slacking, and the last minute in general.
In contrast, the last minute is where fandom lives. It's one of the only communities I've encountered where the eleventh hour is not merely accepted, but thought of as fifty-nine minutes early. Any attempts I've made to work outside that have felt rather like trying to eat soup with a fork - noone will stop you, but they look at you kind of funny, and while you manage to accomplish the occasional chunk, stuff still manages to slip away despite your best efforts to the contrary.
I am a fork-and-entree person in an Instant Cup-A-Soup world. I think next year I will merely purchase my membership, or steel myself for paneling, and rest assured in the knowledge that, somehow, in ways I cannot even begin to comprehend and don't really want to try, things don't catastrophically explode all over the place.....
I'm a pathologically organized individual, though I suppose you wouldn't know it from looking raound my personal space. I like planning, and preparing, and thinking things through in advance, and having them done far, far before they might possibly be needed in order to spend the rest of the time tweaking and rearranging at my leisure. In school, I was the kid who wrote my papers the week they were assigned, just so I could go back and reread them and rewrite them a half-dozen times before they were due. I have a deep and possibly life-threatening allergy to procrastinating, slacking, and the last minute in general.
In contrast, the last minute is where fandom lives. It's one of the only communities I've encountered where the eleventh hour is not merely accepted, but thought of as fifty-nine minutes early. Any attempts I've made to work outside that have felt rather like trying to eat soup with a fork - noone will stop you, but they look at you kind of funny, and while you manage to accomplish the occasional chunk, stuff still manages to slip away despite your best efforts to the contrary.
I am a fork-and-entree person in an Instant Cup-A-Soup world. I think next year I will merely purchase my membership, or steel myself for paneling, and rest assured in the knowledge that, somehow, in ways I cannot even begin to comprehend and don't really want to try, things don't catastrophically explode all over the place.....
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Date: 2005-01-24 05:22 am (UTC)