*growls frustratingly* ...so sick of things right now. Minor stuff, but still feeling easily agitated that I want to chase something and snap my fangs around its neck and not let go. Just want to run away from stupid humans and worthless technology. Just want to run...not be hu

*shakes head wildly*...Er, sorry about that. My other side has been a bit dominating lately it can be hard not to speak for it let alone submit.

Anyways; I really am peeved right now for small but "not-really-want-to-deal-with-it" situations.

Firstly; I made mention before that my old scanning decided to stop working (or at least my computer stopped recognizing the model and can't find the damn connection), and uninstalling and reinstalling doesn't work. I bought a new scanner during Xmas week to hopefully replace it; the scanner was this portable wand thingy I could save to a MicroSD card or have it plugged into a computer to upload. Well; finally tried that yesterday and IT DIDN'T WORK! It works when I use the wired connection but the range to move it around is limited and the whole point I bought the damn thing was so I could easily take it with me wherever I go w/o having my laptop or desktop with me and run it on Battery Power. Well...the battery power function is damaged; I tried the batteries it came with and ones I had fresh and new and it NEVER WOULD COME ON. What was the damn point if the battery powered option doesn't work? Plus, and this was the deciding factor that lead me to return the damn thing for a refund, the scans came out crappy and blurry. I could take better pictures of my drawings with my phone and photoshop them for clarity than that piece of garbage. If I wasn't interested in getting my money back I would have taken it outside and bashed its skinny plastic brains in and tear off the casing with my fangs and gnaw on its metallic entrails!

*clears throat* ...so yeah...still stuck without a scanner when I'm finally starting to get back into sketching and drawing. My fucking luck.

I'm pissed off at my dreams too, at least my ability to hold on to them. The other night I mentioned I had a dream where I had a chance to tf into an animal and the chance only went so far? Well last night didn't help either. I barely remember any of my dreams during my main sleep; I had to achieve just this glimmer of a chance through sleeping in between 9am - 11am just to finally achieve Lucid dreaming.

After wrestling to see something in my mind I found myself in a large store with marble flooring. It kind of looked like my office supplies store mixed with Target or Safeway. It was a dredge to get through despite not a lot of people or shelving's being in my way. Dreams can feel like you stuck in molasses sometimes even when you have some conscious awareness that your in one. The store also seemed endless with every step I took getting me nowhere closer to the exit. I started growling in angry, giving cold vicious glares to passing customers that did get in my way or onlookers observing me with suspicious mortified glances. I couldn't take the judging stares anymore; I wanted so badly to hurt someone, my fingers itching to swipe at something soft and thick. I somehow managed to keep my composure enough to start running hoping the exit would finally be at reach.

My vision got blurred and black for a moment until when I could see clearly again the store disappeared. I was walking along a paved road outside with fall withered trees from left and right of me. The air smelled fresh and earthly; the only sounds my ears focused on where bird chirps and leaves rustling. I felt better, the rage subsiding as I hurried off the paved road into the entrance of these woods. I fell onto all fours, walking up to bushes and trunks sniffing their scents and drinking in the natural senses of the woodlands. I felt good...really good; free. I started running back onto the road straight into the opposite direction where the woods opened up into a small grassland valley. My body was still human yet somehow I was moving and running on all fours as gracefully as a animal...and I loved it. It felt right. I was panting with my tongue lolled, smiling. I wanted to bark, to howl proudly the deeper I went into the wild.

And then it stops. -___________-

Why can't I have these dreams during my main sleep? Why does it have to be so late in the morning? Why does my mind work this way??? I want to go back.

But I won't be able to until the Weekend or sometime next week now, not unless I can achieve them during my main sleep. The latest aggravation just came an hour ago when my boss texted me telling me I have to work my morning gal's shifts for the next 3 days, 8am morning shifts. Normally; I wouldn't be so angry about this as I don't mind helping out when I can, especially if its because of a family emergency; I get those. What lit the fire under my tail was the awful timing, when I wanted to try and improve my lucid dreaming ability this week. That...and the fact I'm not in the mood to help stupid humans this early. I'm not a morning person (an early morning person anyways).

Ugh!!! *snarls aggressively* ...I just have to accept the situation and stop moping around it. It's not like its the end of the world. *snorts*

Anyways; apologies for unloading my minor frustrations on you all. Hopefully my mood will change once I focus on getting my projects done (gamestream editing for YouTube, stories, sketches)...or maybe after the moon has waned enough.

Take it easy everyone.

[BTW: I've created a separate account on FA called  TimidTabby-COM-Gallery where I'll be gradually uploading all my past and future paid commissions and story illustrations as well as any and all gift arts I have gotten over the years by some lovely talented friends and artists. Nothing much added at the moment but slowly it will be done. Any watchers or viewers that have faved any of these on my main gallery please be prepared to refave and/or comment when I upload any currently posted ones to that new gallery as I will remove said already posted ones off here eventually].