It was a long, long weekend, and I did a lot of things. First, I made some make-up for Yvl , as he was getting ready for the annual Kunigunda Lunaria festival in Vilnius, then I went to Kaunas, my home town, for a couple of days.
There I turned to my usual hiding state at another annual event, Lituanicon, the convention of Fantasy and SF fans, as some of you have already noticed (and some photographed). It seems I still cannot completely get over it. Meeting people, e. g. SF and F fans, used to be so good, and now I got home so tired and disappointed, does this mean I'm getting angrier as time goes by or should I just hate White Wolf for being right about feeling less glamour in the world as one gets older?

Some recent favs for how I feel

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