I went to Auckland, "The City of Sails", this weekend.
And I fell in love.
What a city... What a city.
The reason behind my visit was the Armageddon Comic Expo. A few friends and I made an entire roadtrip of it and I think I can safely say: None of us will ever be the same again. Not just because it was a first for all of us to actually go to the expo and be surrounded by thousands of cosplayers and all the anime/manga/games/gothic and lolita couture/comics/books/general geek-culture galore our little hearts could ever desire, but the whole trip was just... wow. New Zealand's got some astounding scenery, not to mention Auckland is just kick ass and Sky City is like mini Tokyo. I fell in love with one of the comic shops, and made a promise to myself and the guy behind the counter that I'd return and steal his job.

(he was so nosebleed-worthy.... haaahhh~~

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Armageddon sported some mean main events.
Seth Green was there. And he's my height

Awesome guy, though!!
So were the people responsible for us loving Dragon Ball Z and all its constipation, both the voices for Goku and Trunks were there *faint*, Roy Mustang(FMA), some of the Robot Chicken folks... Bleh I can't even remember everyone!
But my personal fav was an intimate live daylight performance by Lisa Furukawa. SHE LOOKED STRAIGHT AT ME AND SMILED!! AHHHH!!!! *dies* She's the nicest girl ever! And her voice.. gahhhh, her voice!!
*ahem*... anyway...
I helped myself to some super cheap anime, getting the complete
Last Exile and
Elfen Lied box sets, as well as adding a few more Studio Ghibli titles to my collection. I got only one manga, I.N.V.U. vol 4(which I have been looking for since I was fucking 16!), and (my master, ahurrhurr)Jhonen Vasquez's Johnny the Homicidal Maniac Director's Cut edition. Opeth's
Lamentations DVD, a surprise for the love of my life who turned 21 last week(and i couldn't be with him for it *sob*), a Michael Turner Tribute book with super awesome inside info on the man and his epic gallery and a few other little things.
Though all the mainstream stuff was awesome, I can't help but feel that it was the mavericks of the expo who REALLY appealed to me. You know, the aspiring illustrators and comic artists who have the balls to mind their own stalls and get their shit out there. I spoke to most of them, and gained some priceless advice and info, not to mention, made new friends. It was those little meetings - exchanges of techniques and passion and excitement - that got me so excited, that inspired me more than anything's probably ever inspired me before. I'm using it to the very best of my capabilities as we speak.
Aside from the expo, one of my buddies and I went out on Saturday night to a charming Irish pub called
The Dog's Bollix. A few bands performed there, all in the progressive deathmetal genre(I swear I didn't know until they got on stage) I was in heaven. And the very last band to perform, an instrumental band.... just blew my soul straight from my body. The single most spectacular live gig I have ever seen in my life - no shit - and it was in a small little pub off K Road. Their music was just....
The best part was the drummer. Watching him drum was a fucking seriously brain melting experience. I was entranced and moved to tears, solely by his passion, mixed with the beautifully eerie and ethereal effects from the guitarists. "I want that drummer" was all I could manage between the sobs of "HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!!!". All the way back to our room, my buddy and I were just like, "that...was....fucking...fantastic...."
Seriously though. That drummer unlocked a whole new wave of passion for my newest hobby(drumming), Opeth and music in general. And though I grudgingly admit it, he also stirred me a strong mixture of hormones. Good thing I'm taken.

Going through all of this has resulted that, come hell or high water, I have decided to move to Auckland. I need to go there anyway for Jane(my boyfriend), but now I actually have a reason to go there for myself as well.
Gahh... I love Auckland. Better than Cape Town!!

Wow. Long journal is epic long (o__O)
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AN: Don't feed anyone ginger beer on a road trip. Extensive giggling fits are sure to follow. And don't buy a big bottle of orange Fanta, thinking you can drink it peacefully from a cup in the car. You'll be doomed with the nickname "Fanta Pants" forever and ever, and a pair of jeans that will bite you in the ass until you toss them out for disobedience...