One bit of bad can spoil a whole ton of good.

Good first, because I'm like that. To start, Otakon was a blast!

( Friday at Otakon (autographs and AMVs) )

( Saturday (Maki Murakami, Dealers Room, the Alley, Hooters, Karin, and Kashi Mashi) )

( Sunday at Otakon (MAKI MURAKAMI'S AUTOGRAPH OMG, Dealer's Room) )

Anyway, I left Otakon early. I was supposed to see the new Harry Potter movie with the rest of my family (it's some sort of tradition with us), and I was running late. I called the 'rents to let them know, they told me it was fine, and I headed home.

About twenty minutes after I called, my aunt called the house. Turns out my cousin (her youngest son) was killed in a car accident. He was twenty (my brother's age). Right now that's all I know (his mother was on her way back from New York, and had only received the alert from the police a little while before), but yeah. Jebus. I walked into my house, sat down, and was told there was bad news.

Needless to say, Harry Potter was then out of the question.

So that's my bad news. I didn't know this cousin all that well. He and my brother used to be best friends growing up, but they grew apart several years ago and, after that, I only saw him two or three times a year, if that. Still, he was my cousin (my younger cousin), and... Well, I'll miss him. I'm not sure the news has really sunk in yet. So. Um. Yeah.

Ficcage, pictures, and autograph scans to follow at some point. We're having family moments.

The second part of my Otakon report (with pictures) is here.