Work sucked so hard today.

Had a storm come through and knock out power all over town. got super busy and all the food arrived an hour late or more. Couldn't really help it considering the decisions by some of the management. I still feel bad giving someone gross food and hoping they pay for it.

That was seriously one of the prettiest electrical storms I ever watched. The sky was like a strobe light. At one point the lightening arced under the massive storm cell and danced from underneath and up along the sides as it forked out. Crazy awesome stuff. Just getting to stand on the balcony and feel the wind on my skin and know it was the aftermath of that giant monster was worth every second of putting up with a lame boss and some lame customers.

Made good money. Gonna buy me a godzilla shirt off of teefury tomorrow and get the last part of my reddit buddies arbitrary day present. so much to doooooo.

Love you all. good night.
<3

oh lawd. My neck and back seem to have become prone to locking up and being stiff when I go to sleep. It only happens when I have bad dream, it seems. Understandable. My body will tense up when Im scared, even when its in my sleep.

I need some tiger balm and a good set of paws.

So, it feels like I've been going through a lot of good changes lately and for the first time in what feels like ever, I've really had a reason to be happy.

I've been able to spot a lot of my problem areas that have contributed to me being a pessimist including getting wrapped up in my own head and getting too excited about pleasing someone else to the point that it became about pleasing myself, instead. Well, having been able to spot these, I've been able to give my collar a tug (literally, sometimes) and keep myself from charging headlong into a wall and then blaming it for being there.

It's been a lot of work and being humble can hurt at first, especially when you have to ignore a gluttonous pride that you've overfed for too long.

What do you guys do?

How do you stay positive? How do you pull yourselves back when you see yourself going down a bad path?

Much love
Dangerfox.

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/3587190/

Check it, y'all!

Okay all you furries out there, I'm looking for more art supplies so that I can draw things that AREN'T rainbow colored (not that there's anything wrong with rainbows, I love 'em.)

For those of you who don't use those super awesome radical tablets and digital paint programs (I'm jealous if you couldn't tell) Where do you get your discount art supplies?

I'm looking for watercolors, pencils, markers, oil pastels, brushes, inkwells, and illustration pens as well as lots and lots of illustration board.

Everyone always tells me to go to Micheals but FUHGETABOUTIT. I don't like supporting big box stores and the catch 22 is I cant afford to support my local stores. Besides, Micheals has a crummy selection.

Right, so, I could just google this, but then I wouldn't be interacting with you guys and that's what I like :3

Whew. So normally (over the past couple years anyway) I've just always been too exhausted to experience my dreams but last night was different.

I don't know where any of this stuff came from but in my dream I crossed paths with the wrong person. I don't know what happened exactly but I can tell you that all the events happened because of me accidentally interfering minorly with the plans of this coke crazed outlaw who was being manipulated by this demon that only I could see. Now normally, I'm the one with a head full of demons and werewolves and they're pretty happy and I am too. Being on the other side of that is really really scary. This thing looked like it was painted onto the air, almost 2 dimensional.

Anyway, a quick non ranting breakdown of the dream for anyone interested.

Minding my own business. It seems to perpetually be night with strange colored lights coming from places (which is usually consistent in my nightmares) Everyone in the city i'm in is occupied with some hella huge event like a concert. I witness coke addict in some sort of strange cutaway like I'm watching a movie which is how I'm aware of him being in the dream before I "meet him". Coke guy is just chilling in a seedy motel room and demon is there behind him. I go out away from everyone who is at the "big event" and cross paths with coke guy's friend who I somehow know is a cannibal. I look at him crossways and now I'm in trouble. run run run run!!!! I find myself running down the side of a dark highway which cuts through this infinite forest and wind up at the seedy motel I saw earlier. I don't want to go inside but I cant go into the forest because that's worse. Hiding in a room. Cannibal shows up and tries to eat me. There's a walking cane in the room for some reason but I grab that thing and lemme tell ya, I didnt know they were so versatile. Beat cannibal to a pulp. Coke guy has spontaneously died a couple rooms over. The demon appears in the doorway, screams and flies at me. The end.

I woke up so scared that I didn't recognize my own room. It was a kind of fear that I haven't felt very much. After thinking about it a bit I realized that I've always walled people off and separated myself from them to a degree. By always doing this I learned to stop fearing strangers because, hey, I'm never going to talk to that asshole, what could he do to me, right?
Well apparently he'll try to eat me.
The worst part of these dreams are that I'm always human. I'm always weak. I cant werewolf out on people and demolish them.

I really ought to learn to dream lucidly.

First anthrocon ever!!!
Brain overload, BRAIN OVERLOAAAAD!!!

Seriously though, that was a blast and a half. I met so many awesome people out there and made some pretty great friends who I hope I get to see again soon.

A hella huge thank you to  Corvuspointer for the ride and lots of great conversations as well as some fabulously fantastic artwork to hang up on the wall. I highly recommend you all watch him and give him more love.

I just want to let all of you furries out there know that I love you (as long as you remember to shower) and that ol' Danger will always give you a hug (as long as you aren't sick (nothing kills a Saturday night like con crud)).

Keep being groovy and I will see you next year! (or at furfright if you're going)

Nyarf!

I recently commissioned a character sheet from awesome artist Buttburner. I'm really happy with them. Y'all should watch her :3

But I don't really feel like answering questions (nor do I have people to tag) so I pass.