Hi! I'm just typing an update before I rest because I'm kind of a miserable Fox right now. Yeah, my birthday is always a week after Halloween, Nov. 6. I'm not really writing this for gift art or to remind people or anything, but just as a life update. Transitioning into 26 is weird. SPOILERS: You're going to have to get your own, independent health insurance at age 26, you can't be part of your family's plan or anything. Just thought I might drop that hint. Plus, I have a brand new, different job now, but, of course, it's nothing I want career-wise or to that effect.

Age 25 was just an emotional wreck. That's all I have to say.

For YEARS now, I've wanted a significant other. More than anything in the entire universe. I was going to blubber and bitch about it again, but really that's all I do and I feel weirdly sick, now, so finishing this journal and going to bed. Maybe I'm desperate or just desperate for actual love or...?...I don't know. Like, my relationship with my real life dad is so stale, I've kinda wanted to draw Fox hugging Garou (Peachfuzz) just to feel better.

Maybe if I try really hard...(It'll probably never happen.) Maybe if I just give up the ghost?...(It'll probably never happen.)

I don't know, just a sampling of what goes on in my brain, I guess.