we left in the morning...we went to galloping ghost arcade, and spent fifteen dollars to get in,
and there were a lot of old games there...I played gauntlet for a while...lol...I remember blazger playing it when I told him I didn't
want to play that any more or else I couldn't play anything else....then I went and played Q*bert and spy hunter and dragon's lair 2
and also return of the jedi...each for only one round, or else we'd have been so late for that convention...

Then we went to popeye's chicken, and I got some po' boys, and they were chicken, although I've been told no one orders them anymore,
I'm the only one, and this is why I have to stand by the counter, while they eat their food. Meh, this is what I've experienced.

But I got my shit up to the room and got it in, of course an old ass man had to help me, some hotel staff. Then I met my roomie, Mac Wolf,
and Also Jovina (it was a very quiet room and I are grateful for that)

It's...well let me say that Thursday night was good. I think that I should have showed more restraint. I used my crux and danced. the rainbow
one. The one my ass almost fell off the stage.

Friday, I fursuited. Yeah. That's what I did. And registered, too.
Oh yeah, and I wore my new suit. I was told it was cute and fuzzy. I think it was cute and fuzzy.

Saturday was the big day...I'm guessing it was...for there was a PARADE, with many many many fursuits...and mine was amongst them.
I almost passed out from the heat, and a shower was forthcoming.

Then I went to the variety show, had my skit, and all was well.

Something happened later that night, it was unique. If the world didn't know about furries before, they will now, and the first thing they think
of won't be about sex.

Sunday was quiet, got up late, went with norby and astral and had pizza.

Monday...came back home.