After actually arriving at BiCon, things looked better. At the accommodation, I found quite a few other people that I knew and we all walked up to BiCon together. I even managed to get someone to stop on the way for me to indulge my carbohydrate cravings. After surviving public transport hell, I needed a litre of drink with no less than three types of sugar (fructose, glucose and sucrose) and two artificial sweeteners (aspartame and saccharin). Of course, normal people would have just chosen something caffeinated, but my weird body biochemistry means that caffeine hits me like speed, so stimulants are strictly verboten, unless I want
to spend the day speeding out of my skull.
We arrived at BiCon to discover that the programming rooms had rather odd names. Other people have mentioned this already, but I thought I would just add my !! to it too. The rooms were all named after computers in science fiction films, so we had Hal, Multivac, Toy, MCP and, erm, Ira. Which was written in block capitals. So at least half of us thought that one of the rooms was named after the Irish Republican Army. Not
perhaps the image that the organisers were trying to cultivate.( Collapse )