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Personl Life Updates, and a Request
10 years ago
Well, figured I'd throw out an update.
I have now been a furry for, five years. Eh, I'm three days late. I don't care.
Five years and three days. Fine.
So, I have moved, again. I'm now in an assisted living home. It is taking some time to adjust, and the process is slow, but, I am eating well, I am clean, warm, and for the most part, happy.
I recently had one of my computers stolen, but I can't do anything about it. Oh well.... So, moving right along, I'm managing where I am.
My internet connection isn't exactly the best, but it works.
Here's where the request comes in. My bike just broke down. It's no long road-legal, and, it might end up dying when I'm miles from home. I can't ride it.
The problem, I don't even know the cause of yet. Any time I turn on the headlights, the motor dies. Don't ask me how that works, I have no stinking clue.
So. http://www.gofundme.com/qabedc I have that. I would appreciate donations, but just telling others would at least make me feel better about the whole situation.
So, whatever you want to do, donate, share it, laugh at my misfortune, or print the page off and use it as toilet paper, I don't care. I'm just putting it out there.
Moving on from that, my life is alright. I'm missing all my fuzzy, furry friends, and I wish I could be with a whole bunch of y'all right now.
But, I suppose some pillows and a book will have to do for now.
Lately, I've been reading Lemony Snicket's 'A Series of Unfortunate Events', which is a wonderfully depressing book series. Thirteen books of wit, pure misfortune, word definition, orphans, death, and a whole assortment of unpleasantries.
I have also gotten quite creative with a box fan, as it happens. It hangs from the ceiling now. Please don't ask me how I pulled that off, I'm not sure that I fully understand. But, it works, and that's all that I care for.
I am thinking of other things to speak of, here. But, my mind is blank. I cannot think of it.
So, with that, I leave you with what you have here. A journal, written by a crazed lunatic of a wolf, with some content that may or may not be of some or any interest to you at all.
Hoping you are well,
-Dr. Silent D. Paw
I have now been a furry for, five years. Eh, I'm three days late. I don't care.
Five years and three days. Fine.
So, I have moved, again. I'm now in an assisted living home. It is taking some time to adjust, and the process is slow, but, I am eating well, I am clean, warm, and for the most part, happy.
I recently had one of my computers stolen, but I can't do anything about it. Oh well.... So, moving right along, I'm managing where I am.
My internet connection isn't exactly the best, but it works.
Here's where the request comes in. My bike just broke down. It's no long road-legal, and, it might end up dying when I'm miles from home. I can't ride it.
The problem, I don't even know the cause of yet. Any time I turn on the headlights, the motor dies. Don't ask me how that works, I have no stinking clue.
So. http://www.gofundme.com/qabedc I have that. I would appreciate donations, but just telling others would at least make me feel better about the whole situation.
So, whatever you want to do, donate, share it, laugh at my misfortune, or print the page off and use it as toilet paper, I don't care. I'm just putting it out there.
Moving on from that, my life is alright. I'm missing all my fuzzy, furry friends, and I wish I could be with a whole bunch of y'all right now.
But, I suppose some pillows and a book will have to do for now.
Lately, I've been reading Lemony Snicket's 'A Series of Unfortunate Events', which is a wonderfully depressing book series. Thirteen books of wit, pure misfortune, word definition, orphans, death, and a whole assortment of unpleasantries.
I have also gotten quite creative with a box fan, as it happens. It hangs from the ceiling now. Please don't ask me how I pulled that off, I'm not sure that I fully understand. But, it works, and that's all that I care for.
I am thinking of other things to speak of, here. But, my mind is blank. I cannot think of it.
So, with that, I leave you with what you have here. A journal, written by a crazed lunatic of a wolf, with some content that may or may not be of some or any interest to you at all.
Hoping you are well,
-Dr. Silent D. Paw
