Just an update for those who care
16 years ago
Not that anyone cares, or reads this stuff anyway, but I need to at least speak my mind, regardless of who may/may not hear it.
Mainly I have been busy on the job search. I've put my applications out there and have been looking feverishly to get a job in the game industry as an animator. God forbid I go back into food service. That was one time too many.
For those expecting the continuation of "Too Tubby Tiger," I'm afraid I'm not able to do much on it anymore. I've been too busy and have had no inspiration of what to write. I appologise, mostly because I was just beginning to write the good stuff... Sorry!
Also, I bet many have experienced this before, but I have been hit with the kiss of death. And no, I did not lose a family pet or a family member; I'm talking about those blasted three red lights on the Xbox. As a gamer, it literally fills me with rage and sadness. The only good thing is I can spend some time with Mario & Luigi: Bowser's inside story, but the thought of losing an ENTIRE CONSOLE (plus the fact that one the exact day it red ringed I got a new game just to find out my Xbox died in my sleep), really made a part of me die inside. It's long over warranty and I'm afraid of what I might do to it's guts if I take it apart. It's been experienced before, so I don't have to go any further into detail than that. (dammit)
And what really gets to me is that every time I get onto FA, I'm reminded of the fact that I haven't even defined my fursona yet. No reference sheet, no bio, no nothing. I feel more like a stalker than a furry... (err, scalie) I'm disappointed in myself.
All in all, I haven't been feeling all to well. I'm healthy, but I'm not exactly happy. If anyone reads this, (and I thank you for that by the way) and is going to Midwest Furfest, please, PLEASE, talk to me. I could use some encouragement. (and some friends...)
Mainly I have been busy on the job search. I've put my applications out there and have been looking feverishly to get a job in the game industry as an animator. God forbid I go back into food service. That was one time too many.
For those expecting the continuation of "Too Tubby Tiger," I'm afraid I'm not able to do much on it anymore. I've been too busy and have had no inspiration of what to write. I appologise, mostly because I was just beginning to write the good stuff... Sorry!
Also, I bet many have experienced this before, but I have been hit with the kiss of death. And no, I did not lose a family pet or a family member; I'm talking about those blasted three red lights on the Xbox. As a gamer, it literally fills me with rage and sadness. The only good thing is I can spend some time with Mario & Luigi: Bowser's inside story, but the thought of losing an ENTIRE CONSOLE (plus the fact that one the exact day it red ringed I got a new game just to find out my Xbox died in my sleep), really made a part of me die inside. It's long over warranty and I'm afraid of what I might do to it's guts if I take it apart. It's been experienced before, so I don't have to go any further into detail than that. (dammit)
And what really gets to me is that every time I get onto FA, I'm reminded of the fact that I haven't even defined my fursona yet. No reference sheet, no bio, no nothing. I feel more like a stalker than a furry... (err, scalie) I'm disappointed in myself.
All in all, I haven't been feeling all to well. I'm healthy, but I'm not exactly happy. If anyone reads this, (and I thank you for that by the way) and is going to Midwest Furfest, please, PLEASE, talk to me. I could use some encouragement. (and some friends...)
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