It's the 25th. The day before PAX. I leave today. I already dropped off Floof and my excitement is going to be the death of me.
Moon was in a hilariously large dog box that was going to be put on a plane so she could ride with me. I had all my stuff packed up in the back, ready for a whole week of YouTube mania.
By the time I got to the air port it was 1:00pm. Moon was the heaviest thing to carry. I promised her she's going to be fine but she obviously didn't believe me. Flight attendants took Moon to board her and I was over whelmed with happiness and excitement. Boarding the plane didn't take that long surprisingly, I guess I got there at the right time. Even through all of this excitement, there was a sliver of me terrified of this Airplane. Did I mention I have never ridden an air plane? Sounds silly, right? I drive to most conventions.
I got my seat and stared out he window as we took off. The beautiful sky turned a silky grey as we ran into a small storm. Nothing to frightening I guess. The turbulence scared the living crap out of me but other than that it was fine. I passed out soon to the hum of thunder.

A/n
This is very short for a purpose. I needed a spacer between leaving Montana and arriving at Texas so here's the result. See ya later!
-Smol