I have so few pictures of Otakon on Friday because I ran around so much! (A theme that was to continue throughout the weekend, but I learned my lesson on Friday and at least tried to snap a few more photos after that.) So this is going to be a little less detailed than other reports I've written, but I'll try to hit the highlights at least: I had a wonderful sleepover with Usa, who I hadn't seen in five years, and her friend Diego, who was incredibly nice and cooked us breakfast Friday morning. I had the fun of getting to see Sailor Moon walking down Metropolitan Avenue to greet me after I got my hair straightened. And we had an absolute blast listening to music on the drive down to Baltimore, which went rather well. We hit a bit of a snafu once we had arrived at the hotel; apparently, reserving a room with two queen sized beds in it isn't so much a "reservation" as "first come, first served", and we found out we were supposed to sleep four adults and one child in one bed. By making nuisances of ourselves, we at least got them to bring up two fair sized rollaway beds, which wasn't ideal, but at least no one was stuck on the floor or in the bathtub!

I met up with the girls, Dave, and our friend Chris, in the convention center, and after exchanging ecstatic hellos and hugs, we decided to head out to do our photoshoot. Unfortunately, our fifth participant (and my other roommate!) was stuck in traffic, so it ended up just being the four of us after all, but as always, we had a fabulous time. The Original Designs may not ever be our favorite costumes, in part because some of them (I'm looking at you, Jupiter) are so goofy, but with the resurgence of Sailor Moon we were all on this wonderful happy high, and we had a ball.

Almost as soon as we were done shooting, we all headed back to our respective hotels (the girls and Chris and Dave were staying at one hotel, I was staying in another) and changed back into regular clothing, which set a new record of least amount of time spent in a costume at a convention for me, because we had been invited to have dinner with Avian Firefly's parents and siblings at this really cool place called the Lost City Diner on North Charles Street. The bus that would take us there was amazingly free of charge, but was running SUPER late. The diner itself was as adorable as Avi's dad had promised it would be; there are 1950s B sci-fi movie posters lining the walls (as well as other "retro space" décor such as rocket ships and tubular televisions), there are 1980s comics on racks that you can peruse at your leisure, and the bathrooms have old news bulletins piped in over the speakers. The service was incredibly slow, but to be fair, it was a Friday night, and we were a rather larger party than usual!

After dinner, we decided to head back to our hotels and go to bed, because we wanted to be up early enough the next morning to attend the Sailor Moon photoshoot record attempt! I got back to room, saw that not only had Kitty and her daughter (my other two roommates) had arrived safely, but the sleeping situation had thankfully been straightened out (and I got to sleep between two beautiful women--my con experiences are AWESOME!), so all I really had to do was take off my makeup and get into bed.

I may have been a teensy bit fangirlish when I met Jareth.

My mom hates when I make this face--so of course I suggested we *all* make this face.

OPIB with their beloved photographer.

Gettin foods...

Selfies with three people are hard!

I can be counted on to make that exact derpy face when I talk. I don't know why.

Also, I like to bite people.