yeah, i'm planning on just keeping to myself for a while. i'll upload when and if i feel like it but i'm going to actively avoid interaction, it just keeps me online and the longer i'm online instead of working or studying these days the more grouchy i get. hopefully long enough of this and it'll defuse. worked pretty well for the phone, but its the modern internet and constant connectivity that's still bothering me. i can't live up to its expectations and still have a life i find to be worth living, and i don't live for anybody else's sake anymore. so that's that. whether or not twitter thinks i'm dead after a week or two away i don't give a llama's hat. you know, oh website with the dna of a gallery and not social media, that i'm not only alive but thriving outside of my digital cage.



while i'm gone, make sure you look at yourselves not in the mirror but from the outside and recognize if you're just doing the same shit you're complaining about others doing and if you're literally just doing the same thing (like demonizing people different than yourselves for being socially unusual) then knock it off and get over it by making a fursona where you take what felt good about it and recontextualizing it to be a character. and if you were media illiterate or otherwise shut out some obvious thing, then turn it into a toaster or something instead so you can chew on the bread of what things mean and interact with it intentionally near every day.


so yeah, not "quitting furry", but i don't want anything to do with 'zootopia fandom' just the same. figure your shit out you guys so we don't have children at the conventions we go to bang our friends. the only ones in diapers i wanna see there are the adults who like wearing diapers. besides, the sooner the brats go away the sooner we can go back to the horny hotels from the bleak gray ones and de-model the O'Hare to 1970s class and FUR IT UP. i know, you really would rather have a Buick too, wouldn't you.