Something about the whole Covid thing (cancelled cons, avoiding large gatherings) really killed my desire to go to furry cons, do art, or even post on this site.

I do socialize and go out... just not with furries lately. I only really hang out with two folks from the fandom,  Zentrin and my co-worker who happens to be part of the fandom. Meanwhile I hang out with mainly non-furs... "normies", if you will. And when its not friends or close co-workers, its family and their friends. I don't really have much friends on here now. Acquaintances, yes... Friends. Mmmm, no. Multiple falling-outs, and me distancing myself from folks who brought drama or even had the law rain down on them like a Husky at bath time (hot mess).

It is rather interesting though... me not being involved with the fandom much has allowed me to not only get more important things done (like working on my house and career), but also save money and gain more confidence in myself without the need to hide behind a mask or fursuit. I'm not degrading those with insecurities or those whom take pleasure through taking on another form of self... but being that I came to the fandom in the beginning because of that.... I'm past that. I guess you can say, I've grown up/ I'm growing up. I looked up to folks in the past whom I thought were worthly role models. I thought "Wow... I wish I were them". Then I realized in time, they are 40+ years old, still doing the same thing they did over ten years ago, with nothing really to show for the time, but what? A new fursuit head? A couple more drawings? Streaming art and gaming online? No job... living in a garage/ or still in their parents house... doing art to survive... always talking about big plans or projects and how a fursuit will solve all their lives problems. Not to mention they blame everyone/ everything (and/or God) for their hardships. I can only tolerate the debby-downer for so long. And Covid I'm sure has affected these folks at varying degrees.

Covid was probably the best thing to happen to me. It pushed everything aside and made me see things from another perspective and see the bigger picture and realize my accomplishments and greater capabilities. I'm 37-years old. I am a Nursing Assistant. I have two houses and I just bought another new car. It's tough times lately in the world. But I am alive, and I am thriving. My list of accomplishments and experiences is vast. I see the glass half full (not half empty). I'd like to think I'm doing something right. Anyone who thinks otherwise of me... judges me... tries to hurt me.... go FOX yourself. Just know that my self-proclaimed spirit animal is the Kitsune. A symbol of both good and bad luck. You do me wrong, paybacks a *bark*, and I believe in Karma.

So yeah, here is my journal entry, as I feel I was somewhat obligated to post one. Enjoy the videos below!


When I see drunk furries walking back to their hotel room by themselves.



Just when you think you are ahead on those monthly bills... new ones hit you mid-month with full force!



Do you got the beat? If not... beat it!