FRIDAY -

We begin this part of the morning of Gear waking up to his wife practicing her BJJ on him in his sleep. I fucking woke up to PoisonedRRat putting me in an arm bar and using my arm as a fucking teddy bear. I had to fucking lift, and she wanted to join me, so power lifting with one good arm was a fucking nightmare. Gym was alright, most of the Gearlandians came in and said hi to me while I was busy teaching Rrat how to properly lift. It was like an extremely surreal mob boss moment, like imagine a bunch of people coming in a stream saying Good Morning and "Hey we're off to do 'x'. " But got to a point where some of the con gym goers were taking notice. I guess this is where you see the infamy points in a video game go up, because even the /fit/ bros who were... drinking fucking Starbucks while on a Tool Assisted Weight Machine were getting frustrated with my antics. Bonus points to the Lesbian Couple who were fucking mad I was using the power cage for it's proper useage, actual lifting, as opposed to doing sit ups or push ups on a rubber mat, and got mad when I said "It's better if girls start off learning the 45 lb Olympic Weight as opposed to the 15 lb female bar."

Anyways we all went to the breakfast buffet. By this point, the only one who didn't arrive yet was Zettour. (Who would take a lot of us by surprise, a very PLEASANT surprise.) It was pretty good. I don't usually like breakfast but loading up on protein for the day was pretty good. A majority of it was watching Pingwhuu receive culture shock and us going "DO EUROPEANS REALLY DO 'x'". I did the nice thing and offered grocery shopping for people who didn't show up on Day 0 because I fucking get it. So my day didn't get started until like... 2 in the afternoon. We ended up fucking finding Kerrygold and fucking Bimbo for Pingwhuu's Abomination, the Crisp Sandwhich.

Anyways, so Zettour was complaining about how bad the panels were, which led to Poisoned Rrat and I going "Why the fuck did this guy show up on a Friday and went directly to Panels? That's like two rookie mistakes right there." It was fucking overcast still which resulted in the Outdoor section of the water park (and part of the inside) not being opened. So Rrat and I decided to get into Dress up Darling, which I have been too fucking busy to not watch because I am married to my fucking job + I hate watching seasonal anime when it's still starting out. Her Marin was fucking great though and more or less mogs most of the Marins there. So I guess Gojou actually does photoshoots for Marin a lot of the time? One of the main comments I got while we were doing photoshoots was "Holy shit, you two are like the best Dress Up Darling Cosplayers here." It also doesn't help that I have bags over my eyes still and was permanently tired, which just adds into authenticity.

Anyways so while we were getting an idea on how to tackle her swimsuit Marin shoot, a literal non descript tall white man shows up and goes "Hey Gear, I really like your Dress up Darling Cosplay" and it takes me like 2 minutes to digest the compliment and not go "Wait woah how the fuck do you know me" before I realized it's Zettour. Which lead to the very funny "ZETTOUR REAL O_O" comment we kept saying. By this point, the Gearlandian Comm is divided into two groups ;

>The Married / Dating Couples
>THE BOYS.

Which breaks down to me playing Dad for multiple Fediverse users and cleaning up after their shenanigans in the Guild Hall, and them generally having an extremely good time. So while we were shooting, the rest of the fedi instance goes to a BBQ place nearby. Rrat and I were finishing our shoot when we ran into a Dress up Darling cosplayer who we had met earlier, and talked about the state of the con scene for a good hour or so. It's interesting, everyone's fucking off from the Midwest because of it becoming a literal pozzed zoomer mess for Texas or Florida because they're the last non cancerous con scenes. It mirrors the irl political divide too, so that was an interesting thing for me to notice. It's also to note, a lot of weeaboos are pretty concious of the real estate market too, or want to start families but fucking can't because of how bad inflation has gotten. I... can't fucking talk either, I want to get married and get a house too, but fuck me if I'm paying 120k for a shanty essentially.

But yeah we had a choice to meet up with this Marin for dinner or go hang out with the boys. We chose the boys only to find out that the kitchen of that BBQ place closed in 15 minutes. Rrat and I did get offered a fuck ton of left overs though. So by this point, I just walk in, flat out say "Guild Hall Meet up in my room in 10 minutes." and Just walk on my way out. So we're all in the room generally drinking, sharing how our day went and... talking about everything from politics, to /biz/ related memes, and having a mini cultural exchange-