Got my tactical vest, gas mask, all geared up, minus the airsoft this time. New hotel. New rules. Although I got to talk with some NRA officials about public safety, our chairmen at Fursquared decided for the best even orange tipped airsoft or toy guns be allowed at the con. c: better safe then Uncle Fred I suppose.

Here take a look!

https://www.dropbox.com/s/oy49mrdyr.....2016.46.34.jpg

OuO I'll be walking with two squad-mates of mine, "Glaive" wolf, and "Dakka" Bear. This will be thier first official fur con. Although we don't have much fur accessories, Dakka makes alot of good and will be wearing them along with his gear. We should be getting there about thursday, camping on the roof, and then getting in Friday for admission/registration so we can go to our room at the Fallout Hotel. Honk one long time if you see us on the side of the road with our Jerry can! Our Hummer ran out of gas on Westbound I-94 today. Wish us luck!

So much stuff!

Got calls from my favorite uncle, who is a super professor of philosophy and psychology <3
My aunties <3
My pack members <3
and I hopefully get to go out tonight fro $5 all I can drink with my best friend whom I haven't seen in two months due to college and shit :3

Got mah berthdaie coffee and im doin a finalizsmsmsm of my 3 page essay on how it SUCKS to work at wal-mart! XD

I've got 5 pages already. lmao.

ANY AND ALL WI FURS CAN MEET UP AT BAKERSTREET ON GREENBAY ROAD IN KENOSHA AT 9:50PM FOR $5 ALL YOU CAN DRINK RAILS AND OPEN DJ ;D

3 page paper due in, uh, 27 minutes.
Quiz today,
3 chapter tests due Monday,
5 paragraph blog on wordpress.com due last Tuesday,
4 chapter reviews due monday.

$10 to my name, no job, $545 payment due march first for insurance, and cellphone bill.
No way in hell for a valentine, being envious of every picture I can find of a skyline R35, and no end in sight.

Yall been good? I've been here and there, watchin my watches, and giving my respects.

So far so good, we got to the convention grounds by 0845 and had plenty of time to chat with the rest of the Thursday arrivals. No setbacks on the road, nothing but a slight deviation from the plotted course but all in a matter of 45 minutes from Kenosha did it take to get here!

Ill post more soon after I get some more rest. My left big toe had a ripped out hangnail and now it's fighting to stay uninfected. No dancing tonight for me either. maybe some industrial style! Other then that, I'm out of commission with this bum toe. Funny that two broken ankles at one time hurt less then this stupid thing! True story.

After having a significant drive through the parking garage and around the hotel area, I found myself at McDonalds, driven by my friend mentioned in "STORY TIEM". That night proceeded to a wonderfully drawn out talk with a group of con-goers that led to a discussion in philosophy and bondage. Haha, quite the topics. We eventually had to vacate because one of the furs had fallen asleep. which was a huge nono for the hotel staff. It was an escapade to find him back to his quarters, after he tricked us at the very end.
He was quite the character, playing the part.

The second night was merely a blur, that led me into a deep sleep the entire day. However a nice photography session was arranged that evening with a fursuit done by  Keeatah and myself as the photographer. I had some fun also that night suiting up fully and checking out the Rave. I danced as much as I could then, before I started becoming a mess from being sick- I chose to vacate the area. On my way out, there it was-

It was the Sabertooth I hadn't had the chance to meet. It was my one shot to possibly win a new friend, or even a dance, but with my condition degrading fast I would risk getting the poor kitten sick. I didn't waste any time, as I approached the Sabertooth, I was almost taken back, being 6'3, clad in a red undershirt, red and black designer tripp pants, and a tactical vest designed to loop my chains I wear bound around my torso. I wasn'y the most friednly looking Convention goer there, especially topped with a no-see-through reaper hood. (That was the best I could do for my sona so far) I was received with not a fearful step back, but almost a toe-to-head look. At that very moment I went for it. I complimented the suit paws and head of the innocent Saber tooth and it looked like she was as suprised as I was. In return for my kind words, I was given a curious check, and then scritches.

My face lit up red, I was blushing.

I honestly didn't expect such a kind reaction from my words. In a life that whom I have felt to be very vague, grey, and unfriendly- I was truly shown there were those out there that are very thankful for the kindness shown to them. Now, before this goes any further I have to say that I later found out about the Saber Tooth, and the character itself.  DoctorAlgebra Is the owner of Izzy the Sly Sabertooth Lynx whom I have been searching for. With all of the evidence and paw prints I collected (not really, lol just some Googlin') I believe  TunnySaysIDK Is the kind hearted suitor that was Izzy Yolo Pinkerton that evening.

My case has yet to be closed to this day, but Im sure when i reach Tunny, things will perhaps become more clear. I sure do love that story. I think it is the most memorable experience Ive had to date that involved my Furlife. I just cannot wait to come back this year and meet Ixxy, Sparky, and Rokemi. After all I heard they all are going to MFF this year! Im so excited. Who knows, maybe TunnySaysIDK will be too? Hehe, I guess all will be revealed in time.

Well folks, if you read my story tiem entry and liked it, please comment or shout! I love feedback and also welcome all to just even say Hi because im super new here!

Thankyou all for reading! Until next time! (☯)

I met my first Watcher today on League of Legends after a neat chat over my submission, he and I were both pretty tired but we strong-armed through a couple Intermediate Bot games together, and bonded pretty quickly. I am happy to see there are people out there who are this nice and willing to be friends. I hope we get more time to play later. Seeing as I run the only club for League at my college so far. Ha-ha!

Wrapping up my yesterday and dawning now into the new day, I got a message. Not just any message. This message was from the Sexy Saber-tooth Lynx I have been hunting over the internet since I met him last November at Midwest Fur Fest when he was being worn by a female. Now ordinarily I don't shoot for ladies... ok.. that's a lie. I ordinarily shoot for ladies, but have a tendency to play with all- Regardless! I heard back from him and although the evidence wasn't completely conclusive it has offered me more joy then I could have expected aside from closure. Not only in part that I actually got ahold of the beast, but managed to communicate cross-species! I was incredibly pleased.

Speaking more about my mystery of my experience at Midwest Fur Fest and why I have chosen this Suitor as my quarry, there is a story that you and your fellow viewer do not know. It is my story of how I met said Saber-tooth. It's a brief but heartwarming one. A tale of two souls meeting at the entrance of a dark and very energetic doorway to a rave inside. I, clad in my Tripp-Industrial rave gear was exiting the stage area on my way back to the hotel room on the fourth floor, when I saw a very striking female wearing a Pink Saber-tooth Lynx head, arm sleeves and paws complete with glowing claws. I had first met eyes with this partial on my first day entering the convention. However the creature was gone before I knew it, dispersed within the crowds of mammals and other indigenous species of the convention.

It did not take long for me to realize that my stay at the convention was going to be a rough one, considering I almost was running a fever by the time I reached the final floor of the elevator. So to no surprise to myself I crashed on the floor next to the cool window in my travel gear. My counterparts felt for me, tucked me in, and wished me well as they fled the room to explore the floors at their first convention. Be it, it was also my first convention- and I was running a fever. So by the time I awoke, everyone was asleep, and I suited up in my tripp pants, hoodie, and tactical vest to do some of my own exploration. I met a few new friends, and suprisingly found a coworker from Six Flags I worked with that previous month. He and I went out to Mcdonalds, considering getting anything Hot was out-of-the-question when faced with doritos and Noms provided by the convention. USUALLY I would have eaten them out of house and hotel, but having a fever made it very hard to swallow anything without significant protien.



Having learned more about the Saber-tooth I had been tracking since the last convention- I learned that OMG Sparky is related to this one by their creator! Now some of you might be like "Really? sparky?" but I think Sparky is a wonderful ball of energy whom I'd like to meet at least once before I die. I watch a lot of dance videos and she is pretty popular. I mean sure there are more renown dancers, but I'm too shy or too intimidated by their peers and feel like I might be judged if I were to talk to them. I feel that I am comfortable enough to give sparky a hug if she ever offered.

Hey, it's Rey here.

Look at that! It's my first journal entry. Ugh, I guess I'm going to have to fill this thing out. So much bored, very type. Such wow.

I am a doge, I guess. My fur is black with purple bio-luminescent skin. Hard to tell, unless I like you. Which it glows then. And only then.

Well I play league, and oh I'm in a game now.

<3