Well I guess I'm really not in the right mindset ATM to really give a fair journal entry here. This is supposed to be the greatest 48 hours of my life. I'm with my close friends and my mate, on my way to my first fur con ( an event I've been dreaming of for almost a decade) not to mention I will be turning 21 in 2 days. This is literally the most exciting moment of my life. More so the. Zip lining through the rain forests of Belize. Or the time I went scuba diving in jamaica and went for a ride on the fin of a 10 foot nurse shark. I'd even put it above dog sledding in Colorado or hiking through the geyser fields of yellow stone. I do not know what this weekend will yield for me but as I sit here in the back of a 57 chevy with the wind in my hair and my sketch pad in hand I feel relatively numb. Like I said, I wish I was in a better mood as I type this up but I'm sure the feeling will pass.