HBC Fest: The Beauty of Hatred

Today’s post comes directly from the good people down at The Three Wise Monkeys webzine (I am not a wise monkey, nor a monkey, nor am I wise although I aspire to the status).

Why I Hate the HBC Fest.

by Me.

The HBC Fest, which apparently stands for Hae-bang-chon (how creative), is being unofficially renamed by me as the Hardly Bothered Coming Festival®, and I am going to tell you why!

Before I start complaining about it, I just want to let you know that I’m sick of it already! You’d think that after four years people would know about it and I’d have the freedom to spend my time looking for something better to do when the time comes around. It makes me feel like I have a stutter every October and May and I end up having to repeat myself in a different way. Well it’s not my fault; I know everything about it already. Continue reading