Here and There
17 years ago
The one thing the Internet has done for me, dear friends, is enunciate with perfect clarity exactly how little attention I pay to anything and everything "online". Every time I log into an old blog like this one, or go to my Facebook account that I never check, I am constantly reminded of the blistering inconsistency by which I conduct myself in cyber "social" situations. I'm actually a rather conscientious kind of fellow: I'm friendly, talkative, often helpful, and usually help old ladies across the street when I'm not too busy plotting the eventual destruction and subjugation of humanity. It's just the kind of tender and caring guy I am.
I might actually kick my ass enough to make me post here more, though, for the simple fact that for the first time in my lengthy involvement with Furry Whatever and Such, the whole FurAffinity community is the best thing I've seen happen. I mean sure, we're a bunch of social outcasts living in a fantasy world of dragons, wolves, and unrealistic sexual expectations, but hey, that's only on the Internet! We can just shut the monitor off and go back to being lawyers, doctors, and web developers any time we want. It was coke in the 80s, speed in the 90s, now we have furry porn for the new millennium.
Remember: smiles, like shadows, creep in corners left to lofty silence - slumbering soft forgotten yet swept to dreaming of summer days and starry nights.
I might actually kick my ass enough to make me post here more, though, for the simple fact that for the first time in my lengthy involvement with Furry Whatever and Such, the whole FurAffinity community is the best thing I've seen happen. I mean sure, we're a bunch of social outcasts living in a fantasy world of dragons, wolves, and unrealistic sexual expectations, but hey, that's only on the Internet! We can just shut the monitor off and go back to being lawyers, doctors, and web developers any time we want. It was coke in the 80s, speed in the 90s, now we have furry porn for the new millennium.
Remember: smiles, like shadows, creep in corners left to lofty silence - slumbering soft forgotten yet swept to dreaming of summer days and starry nights.