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17 years ago
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Very much burnt out. Taking a break from school work to check on how my recent submission was taken by the masses.
23 views, 1 watch on FurAffinity
308 views, 4 faves and climbing sharply each night on YiffStar
And not one comment. I find this a bit perplexing as well as vexing.
I mean, was the story any good for the first part of Chrissy’s story? Speak up for jump fuck’s sake. I’m left to assume it’s just fine considering the story is being passed around like a hooker in the back seat of a prom limo.
Within the week of my birthday I’ll have a lot of time to work on some writing. Rounding out a CobbleStone short story. I have an idea I’d like to get started on for CMP; fleshing out character origins in short stories before getting into the meat of the series as well as do some character profile sheets for anyone who’s kind enough to sketch them out of boredom. (HintKOFFnudgewink!)
School is going well for the most part. I’ll be subbing after this semester and researching schools in the states. Trying to accumulate some extra scratch for a revenge visit to Salem and to hopefully attend AnthroCon for the first time this summer.
However, as I first stated, I’m burnt out. Running up and down the state this morning because last night I realized, “Hey, this information isn’t exactly on par with what the syllabus says” and low and behold, right authors, right title, wrong god damned volume. On the way back Thumper coaxed me into a side-quest to the mall where I spent a good sum of money but at the same time, she helped me kife a dollar someone had let slip. On top of that, I recalled my reservation on WarHammer Online because I need the money and now that I’m in the writing swing again, I need less distractions.
The droopy eyed, monotone voiced clerk asked once if I wanted to reserve something else while he slowly pecked at the keyboard of his cash register. Declining, he asked again a moment later as he slowly shelled out the notes. The look on his face told me he was contemplating suicide after this transaction however, my grasping green eyes as well as Thumper’s were watching him go FAR past my expected refund amount as I stuttered, “N-no, just the refund, fella”. I looked at her, she looked at me licking her chops with that excited glint in her feint hazel eyes.
So, instead of a 10$ refund I received 60$. And yes, we did Super Size our lunch in victory of his blunder. I’ve got to keep going there. Last time the new girl was so caught up in our conversation about Final Fantasy she ended up giving me Disgaea: Hour of Darkness for nothing.
Ugh. Back to the grind..
23 views, 1 watch on FurAffinity
308 views, 4 faves and climbing sharply each night on YiffStar
And not one comment. I find this a bit perplexing as well as vexing.
I mean, was the story any good for the first part of Chrissy’s story? Speak up for jump fuck’s sake. I’m left to assume it’s just fine considering the story is being passed around like a hooker in the back seat of a prom limo.
Within the week of my birthday I’ll have a lot of time to work on some writing. Rounding out a CobbleStone short story. I have an idea I’d like to get started on for CMP; fleshing out character origins in short stories before getting into the meat of the series as well as do some character profile sheets for anyone who’s kind enough to sketch them out of boredom. (HintKOFFnudgewink!)
School is going well for the most part. I’ll be subbing after this semester and researching schools in the states. Trying to accumulate some extra scratch for a revenge visit to Salem and to hopefully attend AnthroCon for the first time this summer.
However, as I first stated, I’m burnt out. Running up and down the state this morning because last night I realized, “Hey, this information isn’t exactly on par with what the syllabus says” and low and behold, right authors, right title, wrong god damned volume. On the way back Thumper coaxed me into a side-quest to the mall where I spent a good sum of money but at the same time, she helped me kife a dollar someone had let slip. On top of that, I recalled my reservation on WarHammer Online because I need the money and now that I’m in the writing swing again, I need less distractions.
The droopy eyed, monotone voiced clerk asked once if I wanted to reserve something else while he slowly pecked at the keyboard of his cash register. Declining, he asked again a moment later as he slowly shelled out the notes. The look on his face told me he was contemplating suicide after this transaction however, my grasping green eyes as well as Thumper’s were watching him go FAR past my expected refund amount as I stuttered, “N-no, just the refund, fella”. I looked at her, she looked at me licking her chops with that excited glint in her feint hazel eyes.
So, instead of a 10$ refund I received 60$. And yes, we did Super Size our lunch in victory of his blunder. I’ve got to keep going there. Last time the new girl was so caught up in our conversation about Final Fantasy she ended up giving me Disgaea: Hour of Darkness for nothing.
Ugh. Back to the grind..
