Some stupid fuckin' kids in my neighborhood tried to break into my house today. They chucked a cinder block through my sliding glass door on the back porch. I screamed in a rage and that scared them off...but I'm pressing charges. These kids are either going to some time in a cell, or they are paying for what they broke.

They were black, they were wearing hoodies, they were wearing "in vogue" kicks, and these dumb-asses both looked like they had never known honest work a day in their short, spoiled-ass lives.
To be extra stupid they didn't even bother to wear masks.
Before noon, shit, before 11:30AM, broad daylight, while somebody was obviously home...they decided to try to break into this house.

I have been unemployed for nearly a full decade now and these fuckers come to my family's house and try to steal my shit? Or try to trash my place at the very least? They think I can just replace whatever they decide to swipe that ain't nailed down like this is Katrina comin' ?
Uh, Fuck you, NO.
You ain't gettin' in this house and stealing the shit out my dog's ass unless you expect to lose one of your extremities.
I might be poor white trash according to everybody today, but you ain't coming and snatchin' mah shit.

I had to call the cops, make a verbal and written statement.
I HATE having to do hand-writing...especially in print. My hand cramps up too easily and my print looks like it comes out of a ten-year-old.
I hope they catch one of the stupid failed abortions and I pick them out of a line-up. I saw their faces. I got their dice in a vice.

This ain't some boys bein' boys bullshit. I've already been robbed before, back in the day. Ain't no stupid wash-outs stealing from my house ever again.

The stupid little knuckle-draggers in this neighborhood need to learn that can't do the shit that their Dads, uncles, older cousins, older brothers or what-have-you got away with back then. They do that shit now and they're getting wrecked good and HARD!!

Okay, so...Adobe decided they won't use flash by 2020, and chrome is not even bothering to allow anybody who has saved flash files to ever-ever-ever-EVER use their files again....
Which means a lot of you who have made cool games and such can pretty much suck the dirtiest parts of Google's bell-end.
If I am wrong, please tell me, because I want to be wrong. I only JUST updated Google chrome 10 minutes ago and now it won't play flash files the way it used to. It won't open the file in a new tab, nothing. Instead it just keeps asking me to download the file. It just won't play at all.

Can anybody help me, please? I am admittedly a little computer/internet illiterate.

On November the 15th, I got desperate and went to a lenscrafters to see an eye doctor of some nature, and she said that I have Meibian gland disorder, or meiobiantitis, and need new glasses. Seeing as how what is wrong with my eyes has more to do with the moisture problem and less with actually needing new glasses, I would much rather see an opthamologist. I am typing this right now withuopt the ability to see what I am typing . Everuthing is in a sort of mild double-vision, where the ghost image is above and sometimes also below any text or straight horizontal lines I look at.

I would have gone to a real doctor about this, but I do not have the money to pay any hospital bills. I have no insurance because I am too poor to afford even Obamacare when it came out.
If my vision does not improve on it's own by the end of this month, this will be my last journal entry.
I refuse to live in a world where I cannot see straight, especially when the internet is mostly reading, and the internet is everything now.

I don't care that it sounds stupid, but I don't have anything else. Mine is a miserably pathetic and fruiotless existnace and I wish it would at least improve with my eyes. I have already sustained all other sorts of injuries and not cared as long as I had the books I read and the internet. If I can't have that anymore, then what the butt-fuck is the point?

On October 18th, Wednesday, 2017...
I was taking a shower (relax, we're not going there), and some shampoo got in my eye when I was rinsing my hair out. It was bad. Really bad. I tried to rub some of that lather out of my eye...Ohhh, that made it worse. So I tried to rinse it out with warm water....still didn't work.
My eye stung badly, like somebody put one of those eyelash brushes against my eye and kept it there.
But after a while there was just this really dry feeling, like it was uncomfortable, but maybe it would go away on it's own. My brother and I went to see a movie that day, Blade Runner 2049, and I didn't think very much of it.

Until the next day...My eye looked REAL bad. Red...red...RED was how it looked. And puffy, and gunked up. Ew....just fuggin' ew.
And I tried rinsing it out with water again because we didn't have any non out of date eye drops or eye wash in the house.
On the third day my eye was like this, I asked somebody to get me some fresh eye wash. Everybody in my family ducks me for a week after that. I wasn't too happy about that, and my eye was not getting better any faster. It hurt, it was red, it felt dry as hell and it got gunked up...every - Goddamn - morning.

On the fourth day, I was rinsing out my messed-up eye, and a bundle, you heard me, a bundle of eyelashes falls out of my eye from under an eyelid granting me a sudden burst of relief. Hallelujah, right?...
But something--was amiss.
My vision in the affected eye, the right eye, was...affected. Everything was blurry, blurrier than usual, actually.
You see, I already wear glasses, and out of all of the family members I live with I am the one with the worst vision.
Even my near-seventy year old father doesn't have a prescription as strong as mine is.
Yeah, that's how kind-a fucked my vision is. And that is WITHOUT this eye problem.

Anyway, on that fourth day, I suggested that perhaps I should see a doctor. My parents both belittled the problem, said that it was probably an abrased cornea, and that it would go away in two weeks.
A couple of days later, after the required amount of nagging them and my brother, they get me some eyewash...For a few days I use it...it stings to use it...but I assume it must be doing some good...
Perhaps I was wrong.
By the second week after my eye had been injured, near the beginning of the week, I asked them for regular eye-drops just to keep my eye lubricated. Again, I suggested that I go see a doctor. Again, my parents and brother avoid taking me to anybody to have this eye problem looked at.
Again my parents told me that it would heal itself. But I told them how long it was taking. They would not talk about it.
They were avoiding the problem completely now.
Finally, on a Sunday noon, November the 5th...NOVEMBER...the FUCKING...FIFTH...I HAD FINALLY CONVINCED...MY YOUNGER BROTHER...who was TRYING TO SIDE WITH MY PARENTS...SIMPLY BECAUSE NOBODY WANTED TO SPEND THE MONEY, THE CONDITION OF MY EYE BE GOD-DAMNED...
FINALLY....I had been taken to a clinic....Not to a hospital, because, still, cheap-ass, fair-weather-compassioned family.
ANY-WAY!!
So we get to a Centra-Care facility....and I can see WHY my family was a bunch of cheap-asses....Because I don't have insurance -
(because I cannot get a job, or establish a line of credit due to horribly misplaced prejudicial reasons. Baby-boomers, early Gen X'ers and the moderately wealthy, am I right, folks? One corrupted market bubble bursting and they turn retarded and chicken-shit),
Centra Care...JUST to admit you in before a doctor will even look at you, if you have no insurance...will charge you $400.00 American.
.....Four-hundred-dollars...just to be admitted...into a clinic...for a small eye inspection.
.....What. The. Fuck?...
The receptionist was helpful though. He told us there was a cheaper place up the road... Just to get set up there was like...$120.00. Nothing to sneeze at, I'm sure, but even my brother thought that was MILES better than $400.00 at the more well-known clinic place.
SO I finally get my eye examined...
The doctor says she can't see much wrong with it, since by now my eye is only slightly uncomfortable, the most dryness I feel is in the morning when I wake up, and all that really bothers me is the vision problem.
She suggests she could use a dye to see if my cornea is scratched...but just to use that dye would cost...
Three-hundred dollars($300.00)...
Uhhhh...what?
SO!....
I tell the doctor, "Can you, er, suggest an alternative? You know, something that might still help, but not cost as much? Say if we treat this as a better case scenario?"
So then she prescribes me these special medical eye drops that I would have to take every six hours in order to see if that would help.
This whole clinic trip cost my brother $130.00. ...So he was happy.
I wasn't because for me this was an experiment based SOLEly on hope.
For the prescribed week I took the eye drops, every six hours.
Four days later...seemed to have some improvement...but really not much.
After the week was up, I checked to see if my vision had gotten better and if my eye didn't feel any better.
My eye is not much better off now than before the drops.
I tried to call the clinic after the week was up, but they have not called me back yet. That was this current Sunday(or, the day after last Saturday).
I have gone back to using the Clear-Eyes brand drops and wearing an eye patch that is uncomfortable as fuck in the meantime, because I heard that not using the affected eye might make it heal faster.
I cannot read, watch TV or movies, I can't even see what time it is without my vision having this weird ghost image of the text I'm reading hovering around it.

If you will excuse me, my eye is drying out again...

Fuck...well, my twenties were officially a waste because the Bush and Obama presidencies ruined my life and the minds of all of the adults around me.
I mean, really Republicans? George Sr,'s jock-boy Texan son? And Democratic party...what the shit, man? The only appealing president you could get after was Barry, period...and you try to follow him up with Hillary? Basic-bitch, lies like a rug, no conscience at all Hillary Clinton...
Somebody who is actually more morally reprehensible than how we thought Bill was back in the late nineties?
Oh, and fuck you for not even considering Bernie.
No, seriously, fuck you. From now on you "femi-shits" shut it.
No female president until you can tell the difference between a good candidate with moral fiber and just somebody who is a popular due to an inconsequential gender or party affiliation.
The only reason why you wanted her as a president is because she reminded you of the kind of spoiled, opinionated, sass-mouthed queen-bees you, your friends or your leaders in middle-school, highschool and college were. Grow. D'fug. Up.
Thanks to you shitty, two-faced Dems and the...obviously desperate and ill-informed Repubs...
I mean...oh my God, Trump? Donny Trump...A Dutch descended, tight-fisted, product of mid-twentieth-century era greed and wall-street ass-hattery...
TRUMP.
Good thing I voted my conscience AND my fears and backed Gary Johnson...I was originally going to vote for Bernie, but then the double-faced, old-school Democrats cut him out and replaced him with good puppet Hillary as quickly as they could.

And fuck the mainstream media... Fuck them. Instead of giving the old butter-rub to Hillary's meat-curtains every two minutes they should have been more concerned with being real American journalists and reported on the whole thing objectively, talking about the election race with a straight face. No smiles, no personal opinions, just straight talk.
But they can't do that anymore because all of the big corporations own them outright.
Shills, the lot of them.

Okay, and now you know why I hate politics.
Anyway, it's my birthday. Can I get some well-wishers and such? I would really appreciate it.

This...is the cruel truth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOL.....mkzQ#t=371.961

....Yup.

And ya know what? I'm eventually going to be part of this, if I'm not already.

Some of the rest of us might learn something about themselves watching this.

For some of us, there is nothing more ugly, or helpful, than a mirror.

I'm giving you exposure and love and NOBODY CAN STOP ME!! Nya-ha-haaa!

...Damn...he was only 57.
Take care of your hearts and do your exercises, kids.

Yeah, you didn't peg me for a fan of Prince, did you?
I was also a loyal fan of Michael Jackson and disgusted by all the fakers that came out when he lost his life.
But with Prince? At least there are no fakers anywhere.

Play that Purple Rain.

No, really, why?



 limeykat
_{Gee, I would apologize if you straight-up told me what I did to get blocked, instead of acting like a nasty-shallow bitch...Which I know you're not.
If ya were, we wouldn't love ya so much.}
I love you like a play-cousin, though. Don't get confused.

 masakado
Nan desu-ka?
No, man, really. What did I do?
It's been like...more than five years. Explain it to me as you would to a child.

And to everybody else who has blocked me.
Well...
You know. That's, like, your opinion, man.

God-DAMN! Really?
Can't these greedy fucks just realize that they can't make money this way?
I would post the link to where you should go to stop this but I don't think furaffinity will let me post it. Shame really. We've only got six more days.



Six.
More.
Days...

If we don't do something, everyone's net will be slower, more expensive, easy to censor, and it will cost site hosters even more money to let their sites sit on the web.

Sign the petition.

Tell cable that they need to back off.

Well...I TRIED to post something nice on furaffinity showing my favorite artists of about 15 years how much they are still liked after all these years...but dat filesize, though.

....yeah.

Oh, happy late new year.
I wish I could draw more for you guys, but without any income, and no tech to use or learn how to use for that matter, I'm deep in the hole.

I would ask some of you for help, but I keep forgetting that I am a pariah no matter where I go.
I still believe that I can get a job that I deserve with only few hiccups, but there is too much eveidence to the contrary.
Every time I apply online to a place that is close by, I get no affirmative response....just more spam from employment ad websites and more spam from people trying to either con me or sell me stuff....
How am I supposed to buy anything if I don't have any money.

I don't have family or friends to fall back on.
Every time I ask someone close to me for help I get a sob story that they think is going to trump mine.
They tell me how hard their job is, or how their health is failing them, or how far away they live.
That is very convenient considering they are lucky enough to have jobs to go to, or get financial aid from the government, and that they have cars ten times better than mine that I KNOW they can afford to fuel up in order to come over to my house.

Is everyone so selfish and self-centered that they would sooner jump off a cliff than help someone who truly, veritably needs help?
When people see me do they see a person, or just a thing; an ends to a means?

And why do people not believe that I'm as poor as a homeless person because I am white?
Is it because I live in the South-East and the majority of people I am begging employment from are anything but?
I'm not even descended from anybody rich, or from anybody who was a slave owner.
I'm fucking Scotch-Irish with Native American (S.C. Cherokee) ancestry, for Fuck's sake!
And I was raised Methodist!
METHODIST! OUT OF ALL THE BIBLE-THUMPER RELIGIONS THAT'S THE MOST FORGIVING AND LAID-BACK SECT OF CHRISTIANITY.

Hell, I converted to Agnostic Theism when I was ten years old due to...poor influence of Baptist and Presbyterian Private Christian schools my mother enrolled me in.
Grades one through four were only beneficial in the ways that I learned how to read, write, and understand basic math.
Everything else was the laziest teaching of science and higher mathematics you had ever conceived.
Because of having bible-thumpers for my first teachers I never learned how many feet were in a mile, or how to convert ounces to cups, or quarts to gallons.

I write pretty, though. Thanks a lot, Mom.
Writing pretty won't get your ass a job, though. Not even at McDonald's.
You're probably wondering, "But Daniel, how can you be using the computer if you're so poor?
Simple, it's not my computer.
I haven't used my old computer in the last two and a half years due to it being too old, too slow and full of malware that I cannot remove.

When I can't use my employed brother's computer, I go to the library.
I read magazines, manga and reference books until I can have a turn at the computers.

TL;DR
I'm very tired and REALLY fucking sad.
Suicide's looking like a legitimate solution due to everyone's delusions, pretending that they're a righteous asshole and they can get away with it because of a gross case of the, "but what about me's".
I know I'm a little gullible due to my Asperger's, but I'm not a useless mouth-breathing idiot.
I'm not a risk, either...as long as you treat me like a human being instead of a dish-rag.

それはひどい、日本の言語の私の使用法。
ダニエルを許してください。

Yeah, I'm a South-Eastern American.
I cannot the Japanese.
I tried to give kudos to a wonderful artist on another website and I just got chewed out terribly.
Funny how our translators won't translate from English to Japanese for shit, but at least when you translate from Japanese into English you sort of get the gist.

W-....whu-whu-uh......
Nk-mm........Wha....? Wait....Oh wait. Oh I---um, no?
Wh.....wa.....what-tha.....
What the........?....WHAT da FU_!!!???
....
...
...
...
The hell did I just watch?
Why was this plot all over the place?
Why wasn't the background story done in a straight line?
Why does everyone think that Pa Kent HAS to DIE in Clark Kent's past order to make Clark Kent more relatable/human? I thought they already accomplished that with his childhood.
Why did Krypton look like the wet dream of James Cameron without blue alien cat people?
What the F-- What is up with the Kryptonian costumes looking like they were designed by Nike, or a sports-ball manufacturer?
Why was it that the size of the S-shield on superman's chest was the perfect size, but the actual 'S' looked like it was shat out by some failed calligraphy student?
Why wasn't there an 'S' on his cape....AGAIN, when they promised us that they wouldn't do that anymore? Forgetting the 'S' on the cape, I mean?
Why does he need pronounced cuffs on the ends of his sleeves?...Who thought that looked good?

I'm not going to ask why they decided to put the "belt-buckle" so low on the costume. We all know why. It's for the same reason why nobody had the balls to bring back the briefs with the belt loops and a more realistic belt.
(Pssst...it's 'cause they're trying to make Superman idiot-proof-sexy. "Supes" don't need that kind of help, but "Bats" does.)

Why did Metropolis have to get so busted up the way that it did when that's not even physically possible considering the physics involved?
Why did Superman have to kill Zod instead of beatin' his ass silly and sending him to the vacuum of the Phantom Zone?
Why did Zack Snyder try to Hollywood-fruity-up Superman the same way he tried to with Watchmen?

Why?....
Just...just why?

My message to you who have been blocking me over the years, and recently...
I shall repeat this in a few of your languages, since I know a lot of you do not speak Americanized English...



"The fuck crawled up into your craw and died?"
"Was zum Teufel kroch in Ihre Kropf und starb?"
“你他媽的爬上到您的嗉囊和死了嗎？”
"性交何があなたの胃袋に這い上がって死んだ？"
"¿Qué diablos se arrastró en su buche y murió?"
"Que porra se arrastou até em sua craw e morreu?"
"Τι στο διάολο σύρθηκε επάνω σε επικέντρωσαν το ενδιαφέρον σας και να πεθάνει;"
"Che cazzo arrampicò sul suo gozzo ed è morto?"
"Vad fan kröp upp i din krävan och dog?"
"C'est quoi ce bordel rampé dans votre jabot et est mort?"
"Что, черт возьми подполз в свой зоб и умер?"
"ما نكح زحف يصل الى كرو الخاص ومات؟"
"बकवास क्या आपके ओझ में ऊपर क्रॉल और मर गया?"
"מה לעזאזל זחל לתוך קרופורד ומת?"

And, the coup de gras, Ebonics:
"Maaaaan, what the fuck is yo' problem?"

And don't give me a shitty excuse or some over dramatic B.S. about how I insulted you somehow in a way that not even a five year old would believe.


In unrelated news,
I think I'm going to go back to drawing now. I'm not going to be able to draw anything with my shitty tablet because I have neither the money nor the technology to keep up with a lot of you masters and beginners. I'm just going to go back to basics for a while. A sketch here or there, maybe something inked a few months from now. Leave me any suggestions of what you would like to see in some personal notes, or something.
I'm going to be doing pony stuff anyway, so go ahead and lay it on me.

And you know I'm open for commissions...
Seriously, I need that money. The job market is a really bad joke right now and I need to be able to provide some sort of service for well-earned income.

See you later,

DanielTiger.

Ah-haaaaah....verrrry interesting...
As some of you know I posted an anti-SOPA/PIPA picture that was encouraged by it's original artist/maker to be redistributed, altered for certain websites, and pretty much shared for the sake of the protest...

Furaffinity took it down no more than a few hours after I posted it...

Perhaps my posting links to the website where one would have to call the respective state/congress supporters to take down SOPA and PIPA was "against the rules".
Perhaps protesting on a website that might be eradicated thanks to SOPA and PIPA anyway was not in one of the moderators' best interests. Perhaps...Furaffinity just made a silly clerical error...

Or perhaps The supporters of the Stop Online Piracy Act and the Protect Intellectual Property Act have already made the think tank behind Furaffinity it's bitch.

Regardless of what is going on here...
Somebody fucked up...

Fucked up bad....

And this time I know for certain that it Was Not Me.

Call your local congressmen, stop these loosely made laws, teach the bureaucrats to fuck off from our internet. They're old, greedy, paranoid and very ill-informed.

Fuck SOPA and anything closely related to it. Write, call, or E-mail your congressmen. They have already taken away our freedom s at airports and business buildings and schools, don't let them do an FCC on the internet.
Tell the president, the congress, the supreme courts if you have to that the entertainment industry does not, and WILL NOT have the right to keep people from posting stuff on the internet just because something posted resembles their property.

The internet is free territory, bitch...
DEAL WITH IT!

Oh God...what have I done?
And why didn't I as for a good tablet like the 21 cinteq instead of getting the cheaper and somehow more skill-demanding Bamboo create?

I don't think I can do this anymore...
Folks, I...don't feel like living anymore...


I don't want to be rejected for everything on a whim instead on a principle anymore...

I don't want to be denied employment, I don't want to be denied love..............


.....I mean...FUCK, man! Is my existence that much of an affront to everybody's preconceptions?


Does no man's life have true value even if that life lacks quality?














I'm not even alive to you.....am I?

Okay, so.....you're all wondering why I haven't made anything in a while...well....that's because I'm in a really bad funk. The kind you get when you're on a high but then you decide to start getting all philosophical and shit. I haven't seen or heard from any friends in forever, I don't have a phone, and I am still light one full-time occupation.
Honestly, I'm sick of even having to go and get a job. It's all the same: childish, impatient, over-paid dick or cunt or easily misled nice-guy or girl forced to be corrupt fucking with everything. The you've got your co-workers...they're either lazy fuckers who don't want to do the work they are supposed to do, or they try everything to make you look like you're not pulling your own weight. Oh, and god help you if you're over 20 and fat, they want to fire you after the first month because you don't "look like someone who should be working here."

...

I'll write something else later. See ya.

A-DERP!!
Watching ponies....losing....brain.....HNNNNNNNGGGGH!!!

Wont let me fave, won't let me give a trouble ticket, and won't let me give out shouts...FurAffinity is starting to give me the red-ass again. I'm sensing a pattern with this f**ktardedry, too.

I'm jobless, loveless, penniless and have a strange, painful limp...
But I'm still alive.

I have my health,
I have my dignity,
And dark forces can't keep me down.

Not unless some mother fucker wants me or Karma to carve them a new hole.
[Rant Alert]
I. Ain't. Taking. No. More. Bullshit.

I will get a job that pays more than minimum wage even if I have to pull something dirty in order to do so.
These corporate puppets might not like it, but people like me deserve to have their jobs and share their air.
And if they're holding their breath to find someone with better qualifications, they're going to pass out from lack of oxygen, because those folks are already employed. Thank you very much.

GreenBay Wisconsin
They got it back,
and a team I root for has finally won the Super Bowl for once!!

Sorry Steelers fans, maybe next year...And as for those of you who were making bets...Aw man, I am so sorry for you....You didn't lose a lot of money, right?
...
Yeeeeaaaaahhh, I can see now is not the best time.
I'll stop now.