Okay, so the kegs finally opened and I immediately underestimated how much it would take me to get drunk, so I stumbled around, got my picture taken with a bunch of suiters (including one in a wheelchair - what a trooper), stumbled down into the artist's alley, made some commissions (one involving a badge and another involving my dick showing), then went out to have a smoke and came across one of the members of the rainbow fur coalition - he plays a variety of horn instruments and I was really interested in recruiting him for Borderpath and nearly scored a room off his friend when the beer and no food combination hit me like a tsunami and I passed out on the ground. It took two able-bodied furs to lead me to my car to sleep it off a bit, which I did. Now I'm wondering what to do now, At going on two in the morning. I really should be hustling for a room but I still feel kinda sick and gross. Only time will tell if I end up in a comfy bed, a slightly less comfy floor, or in the backseat of my car again.

Until next time.

J-niL