If you were expecting journals or updates from anyone at MFF this past weekend, you weren't going to get them. That Hotel is an internet black hole! So many of us wanted to update and let everyone know what was going on, but at the tune of $15 every time you can safely assume we did not. The only way we were able to give updates was through twitter, we couldn't even see what each other were saying!

I feel one hundred percent complete. I got to see the Jim Henson display at Chicago MOSI, and the u-boat that the Americans captured during WWII (1944). I have never got so many hugs, or complements in one place in all my life. I have never felt more loved or at home, unless I was home with my mom. I am going to miss it.

I told DG that it was a good con considering that I hadn't cried. I don't think I will ever go to another anime con after this. Every convention I had gone to in the anime community, I have cried. Either from drama, loneliness, or things going wrong. At anime conventions everyone is trying to out do every other person. It's like a huge competition. Not furry cons. You are family at furry conventions, everyone loves you, even if you don't know them. Sad to say, I did cry. I cried during closing ceremonies.

It was one of the best adventures of my life, and I will never forget that. I want to have so many more adventures with you all in the future. I look forward to many fuzzy hugs.

Now I'm crying again because I asked my mom if she would like to go to a furry convention, and she said yes.