If it ain't broke... You can still go to a convention

I twisted my ankle yesterday.

It reminded me of my very first convention - VanCon 2009.

One month (give or take a few days) before VanCon I twisted my ankle. Badly. It hurt like hell and was swollen for a while. But it was more or less fine by VanCon. And then I wore my J, J and J&J photo op shoes (aka heels) on Sunday and it swelled again. But that's another story. One year later, before VanCon 2010, that ankle started hurting again, out of the blue. Anyways, it's nice to have these little good luck rituals. And it sure does beat throwing knives at myself, which I managed to do twice before two different conventions. *coughklutzcough* lol

Ah, good memories. *nostalgic sigh*