Well, lets start with RMFC

I had a great convention. I got to debut my new suit! For those of you who haven't seen it, go check out . He made it, and did an excellent job! I could not be more happy with how my suit turned out! Go give him watches and bug him for commissions!
I was suiting for most of the con. got to hang out with many old friends and made many new ones. Can't wait for RMFC 2014!

I am also moving in a week! Going to be living with some awesome furs who are going to take good care of me. so I'm very busy packing and getting ready for that. I hate moving, but it will be worth it once I'm all settled in over there!

Now there's work. I've been questioning what I do for a while now but today I was pushed over the edge. lets just just say there were a series of events at work that eventually literally brought me to tears thanks to my coworkers. I've realized that Automotive Technology is no longer a good fit for me when it comes to a career. At first I thought I was just having bad luck with various dealerships I was working at, but now I realize its not the dealerships or the people themselves that are the problem. It's the Industry.

There's just no way for someone like me, who is furry, gay, etc to fit in to an industry made up of close minded, masculine, judgmental people. Every time I go into work I put on a face to try to belong. And I'm miserable. I'm miserable because I have to conform to the industry's standards 40 hours a week and i hate it. I hate pretending to be something that I'm not. I'm too exhausted and too worn out to put on that face any longer. It, and my coworkers are wearing me thin.

I love working on cars. But as a career I'm not happy with it at all. I realize now that cars have to remain a hobby for me. I need to find a career where I'm actually happy in the environment and the people can be understanding. I'm tired of playing the manly gear head. I'm going to be on the look out for a career that truly satisfies me and makes me want to go in to work.

I've put up with metric shit tons of crap at work before, but once I'm brought to the point of tears, it means its time to move on.

Time to go on a very extensive and thorough career hunt.

Oh and another thing, I was very nearly in a severe traffic accident today because of some crazy bitch in a wrangler with a lift kit who was speeding and ran a stop sign. The only thing that saved me were the brakes on my car because it took him at least 50 feet to fully stop. Luckily I was able to stop in time to see him fly by about 16 inches from the nose of my car. And guess were this happened. AT WORK!