As in, a bunch. A huge lot. I need to keep some semblance of activity on here between art I buy and fics I put out, since neither is dependable to be quicker than a trickle. Look for the first of them tomorrow!

Plus it will herald me coming back from the grips of stuff that had me foggy for a long time. Won't say exactly what it is, but my close friends already know. And they also know I'm recovering like a boss. Already had the body hair to match >:}

Also, new portion of Gym Partner coming soon! This one was a tad delayed. Blame me, shame me, but through it all no one can tame me.
... That's lame, me.

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https://youtu.be/hI2a0firXFc

https://youtu.be/vVrWqTj60pw

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Monkey lemons, college edition, next heaping helping: 90% done

Resumption of wayward soldier princes, new chapter: 5% done

Yeah, as I deleted the prior journal and sort of 'fell out' of making new ones, time to intercede in my own laziness. Well, more like the opposite, I mean with full-time work, household to look after, my independent furs know what's up.

Plenty of wassup around here~

Yeah, the pose of your posterior's well-documented.

It's blasè by now to say 2016's been a rough year, but by God-'n'-Skippy-but-I-prefer-Simply-Jif it's true. And for me personally. Middle part of this year was pretty horrid, no huge tragedies but plenty of stuff I won't really mention; they honestly aren't much better than the tragic. As for things I can describe, car broke down, found out a friend was incarcerated (through his own idiocy and choices, but he was still a swell dude and pal), some health issues with some extended family. The last of those is being addressed, so not as dire as it sounds.

But there's been turns for the better. Some good things have befallen me, including that my ride might be fixed in time for Christmas, which would naturally mend some trying ends. And basically I'm still here. Yyyyyyyup, here. And, well...

Go on? You're grifting me, not gifting me, get in the spirit.

... Cute, big guy. I just have future pics, in some different queues. So the visuals won't cease either. Don't be surprised with more than one a month, once they start. X3 Ideally.

I'll leave you to ponder that. And also, well, I happened to find the best damn metal song. From history I-M-Fucking-Versed-O.

https://youtu.be/9pfzMqw9l-I

I can't even say all of why it's love to me. Let that serve as the YT linkage for this journal. I might not do as much of that goin' forward, though still some here and there. Just the cream of the crop.

Stay frosty, snowmen. Merry Christmas when it comes.

And to all a a good, sweet-ass bro'pipe to blanket w' tongue.

Couldn't resist. Oh what the fuck've I presumed? Hah.

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Resumption of wayward soldier princes, NEW STUFFS: 15% done

I know, always the absent fuck when it comes to journaling. I admit I have a Twitter and that commands more time now. And I admit I still don't use that all so often, so you know I'm not a chatty hummingbird here.

They notice, we assume, then.

Right, well... Okay I'm 28 now, as of October 7th. I said it. Not ashamed. A bit uneager, maybe, but placid.
Just a number.

So is thirty.

You're not helping.
But okay, I'd be remiss and a moronicus maximus if the gift pic I got didn't float up to the subject line here.  charkonian took me aback, and I wanna thank him and  -Husky92-'s drawin' hand here just like there. And that's on top of many wonders and fun-ders besides. Was truly my most fun annumday, and I resolved this year shall be my best yet.

Humblebrag drysquee time: And with fifty thousand pageviews, and six thousand faves, the year's off to a breathtaking start. You guys on here, ya'll have kept on being awesome to me, and I still say turnabout's fair play. Keep the fires lit for me, I'll stoke the ones in your loins. Provided you have 'em.

Took the words right outta me.

Good, there ain't room for that and dick at the same time.

Th-thank your posse, dude.

Sure, heh. Thanks everyone. You'll see more Eighty first and foremost, take that to the bank. Or the credit union. :3 More lemons to come too, naturally. Stay classy... Naw, stay aristocratic. And watch this one guy I found, I don't often 'pimp out' artists but I do so now:  narc has him a grand gallery of pokèdudes, including buff, huskular, and just some great stuff all around (even some fare for the female-fixated). He should be swimming in pr0n groupies, go hasten him such.

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https://youtu.be/GiHdr4rWG98

https://youtu.be/MwhvsIzyxAU

https://youtu.be/SRFWYpuQHt8

https://youtu.be/T2zjVszdiXA

https://youtu.be/St-AjnJh9lc

https://youtu.be/TlGXDy5xFlw (Yeah, this last one's music but still meant to be a laugh, at least on my part 'cause Annie... Annie. What're you doin' chick. Like, no. -_-)

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Commission of some certain instructors: 70% done

Resumption of wayward soldier princes, NEW STUFFS: 1% done

Hoooly scatballs, fuzztails. I've concluded edits on my old Koopalings series. Tomorrow starts my work on the new, the bad and the beautiful.

Beautiful?

Okay, hopefully that. Time and opinion'll tell.
This happiness comes right on the heels of my honeymoon. Myrtle Beach was fabulous, if hotter than the damned blazes. I reaped some rest, cultivated some colour to this hide o' mine and did all kinda shite from go-kart racing to water wheel spinning to eating just way. Way. Way too much great food, you guys. I felt like a one-percenter.

Dawg, you sure you want that on your head? They're not known for goodness.

Jokes, I assure you. And to top it all off we met up with a fur friend, a cool dude with a cool pad and cool friends. One way to beat the heat.~

So if I gush on, you know why. But it's been a while since I journaled here, I'm in the best spirits and for all the peeps who don't follow my Tweets, that there's my current-events-wrapup.

May good health, good luck and cookies be yours. :3

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https://youtu.be/ZqO6X9FRIlc

https://youtu.be/rXLmt6i-hBY

https://youtu.be/G9DKoMSiDc4
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https://youtu.be/xn9LQZ5tdys

https://youtu.be/OqN0jsSeqPo

https://youtu.be/_WcWHZc8s2I

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Resumption of wayward soldier princes, NEW STUFFS: 1% done

And lemme just say: Damn, it's taking a while, but I'm still lovin' it.

The process, ya mean?

FUCK no. The outcome.

So getting there is NONE of the fun.

Not a damned bit, but I'm solid on it. Five more to go and I can be forward-productive.

More pics are on the way too. Not a ton of 'em, but like always, thought went in. Thanks to all my watchers for the faves, it's seriously gotten to where I cant thank everyone individually. I hate that, but I love y'all. Keep being cool as cucumbers.

I love that veggie. Two reasons why.

Being?

I'mma have you guess... Hah, can't *always* be as subtle as a hurricane.

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https://youtu.be/9KmYFY5oOvM

https://youtu.be/G9FGgwCQ22w

https://youtu.be/Z1NP9aHqRGU

https://youtu.be/grj0ffXzTFA

https://youtu.be/nYDiggEp-hw

https://youtu.be/5rCQJmVaQpg

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Resumption of wayward soldier princes: 55-75% done

So this ol' elephant in the room, the drama I started and never finished, has had the first two chapters redone. There will be minimal changes to the rest, but new chapters should start in the next month!

Link to the first: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/280873/

Now that's enthusiasm.

It's only been eight years. I'll finally be monkeyin' around with high-brow fare again.

Hey, that ain't cool...

Neither's your hot-ass gums, greedy.

Hahah, alright then~

Any timeline on the rest?

It's hard to say. Going through the rest to reacclimate myself with the material could show me more OR less errors than I predict right now. I'll only put up another journal for another five checked, and the five after that. Then the first new stuff rolls out with similar quasi-fanfare.

If you dudes only knew what I've found out about my tendencies at age 19, compared to now. It's hogwash. X3

We were all there once. It's fun to see though, huh?

As a greased pig in a bathhouse.

Later and enjoy, lovelies ^^

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https://youtu.be/ZpWH5ngnu0g

https://youtu.be/4HNgVmHSuVM

https://youtu.be/DkLnOUwrkis

https://youtu.be/JEVago2PKn0

https://youtu.be/Nh8CfWEnSJ8 (Thanks to  hatred_anon for this hilarity)

https://youtu.be/R7ghDhpCLKM

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... Okay, hunker down. Spoiler train comin' in the station.

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...

What can I say about this film that many reputable reviewers haven't mucked up.
I don't usually see myself as 'opposing' what the qualified talents think. even if I have disagreements on a film, I chalk it up to either differing opinion or that - yes, admittedly - my education comes nowhere near film theory.

But Chappie was amazing. Extraordinary. It may be my second-favourite film period I've gone out to see in this era of my life. How the titular hero advanced, what he was and became, couldn't speak to me more.
I'll start, as many would, with my gripes.
Mr. nameless black dude died first. Like, the first major happenstance in the film was this. Even in a film set in South Africa. Hollywood... You know better. In 20-feckin'-15, you KNOW BETTER.
Hugh Jackman needed more to do before the end, and on this the hubby and I definitely agree (maybe I didn't at first, but as I thought it through it was more evident). His character was clearly meant to be rich but got shafted out of much opportunity before he actually got his way, and his amoral grudges were realized.
And no, threatening a dude with an unloaded gun in an office ain't a prank. They had witnesses galore, security, no way would that be kosher.

And the Genesis virus, y'know, the one that was 96% deleted and stopped there and they never resolved that plot eddy? Yyyyyyyeeeeeaahhhhh.

With them th' only grievances, lemme get to the upsides. Chappie's design I loved. His chosen voice actor I loved. The two South African musicians-turned-actors in this film knew what the hell they were doing from frame one. I hated who I was meant to, loved those likewise intended. I think... What I connected to had me asking myself some tough questions, related to even things relevant on this site.

I think I really do identify more easily with non-human things presenting humanity than actual humans. Yes, I've been inserted in the culture a while, but this flick became a stark reminder that maybe it runs deeper than just attraction or interest in animal people. It runs more with what my psyche latches onto.
Because the scene where Yolandi read to him, in his childlike state as thirsty to learn and innocent as... Well, a child, tore me up. Didn't matter if it was on-the-nose, fuck all those who think subtlety is the ultimate thing for a film to aspire to. There's my issue with the critics this time, and why it got a mention here. Some things don't deserve to be picked apart from a theory or art perspective, if it means forsaking - even for a moment - something pure and good and shown in heartrending simplicity.

In short, if you can't weep for something with a human spirit, eager, vulnerable, looking forward with untainted eyes... A part of you has died along the way. As the film might say, a part of you has gone to the next place.

Every step of the way along Chappie's later 'days' of life you saw the influence of all three of his role models; his maker's, the gang maven mother who took him in with love and her asshole compatriot (lover?) who cared only for getting him trained, hardcore and ready for his own selfish ends. Each of them left a mark. What we ended up with by the end was a focused, savvy individual who looked out for himself and those he cared for, had a presence to protect himself while at the same time showed nothing but kindness. A street rat with a heart of gold. We all watched the evolution of a real unfortunate-son, in his element, the only difference being anatomy.

This movie had more to say about what we, society, do to those with hard lives - and what those people wind up having no choice but to do again to their offspring, the maudlin cycle - than it even did about the afterlife. And that's saying something.

The world needs more of what a specific reviewer called "R-rated Pixar movies". Things that recall our childhood without treating us like children. Bring out those things in us that don't die, but get buried by time and need. I anticipate many will scream the names of some anime, a high-minded or respected example. There are reasons I don't include that, mostly having to do with anime's 'way' about things. There's nothing wrong with American or US-centric media displaying that they know what this is about.

Please, if you get the chance, give this one.

P.S. if I have to do what ALL y'all might expect me to and compare it to Short Circuit, it gets props for having an actual East Indian guy. With an actual lack of put-on accent.
And about a billion other things its purveyors cared about doing better than an '80s cheesefest.

P.P.S. Hugh Jackman you're still a treasure and I'd still hit that. Hourly.

My language you're speakin'.~

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Raunchiness and mind-control: 70% done

Resumption of wayward soldier princes: 1% done

... I'm late as a tax refund mailed by the gov't, but I've declared March to be the official monkey month. Any and all drawfags, pervs and potentates of the pen should follow the steps outlined here:

1. Draw primates with dongs.
2. Return to step 1.

Any questions, you may consult my CSO, the one in a ballcap.

CSO? Sounds posh.

Chief Swallowing Officer.

Ffffff-

I'll chair our first meeting. In the bedroom, hold my calls.

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https://youtu.be/lVIev94s7Mo

https://youtu.be/MXIc03slT64

https://youtu.be/LVlDSzbrH5M

https://youtu.be/3OY04AsbNEs

https://youtu.be/7GCJAMD0zNc

https://youtu.be/uEc1zU9vBio

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Raunchiness and mind-control: 70% done

Resumption of wayward soldier princes: 1% done

Okay. Real talk. Fuck the game last night.

Hah, got a bone to pick about it?

I'm not solo there, I know. Not even about my preference for the outcome, the Seahawks shat their bathwater and I was left to try and process that. Worst play of football history? Maybe not, but ugly is the one word I'd nail it with.

Poor sport.

Mmhmm, the Pats are AFC, your Colts are AFC, sure you have leanings.

You're not blaming the boys with Brady are you? Shit was handed to them.

Truth. And check that fight that blew up, no boring winddown.

Pffft. Sweaty guys in each other's face, also known as Jerr's take.

... Fuckyeh... Call me clear-cut and you're onto somethin'.

I can't grouse all day, there *was* Missy for halftime. I'd put Outta Control on an hours-long loop.
Blahblah balls and tight ends, here's the scoop on writing:

I'll finish the lemon I'm on at present, and afterwards I'm moving away from porn. Overall, and only what I write, not the pics I buy.

I smell a factor or three.

Right-a-roni. Frankly, when you take a loooong stint of cranking out crank fuel for the noggin, where all you can take it depends most on what you're up for. I've inflicted maybe forty or fifty standalones it feels like, and while they're all made to have unique things or fetishes they explore, I've never excelled at trying things that don't interest me. The issue lies in how study would help for tries outside my hobbies or experience, and is it really worth it to comb through niches I'm neutral or downright averse to for material for a few-page smut ride?

Eh... Could be?

For some, I'll concede. I'm not included, I don't think my nature falls within that. I'm at slim-pickings for more to do, and at least a few-month breather would assist me. I want to reclaim my other comfy ground. I wanna go back to serials.

I'm reviving Koopalings: The Teenage Years.

That... Project nine years of age? Picking it back up from part twelve where you left it?

Where I dropped it like a redheaded hot poh-tay-ter smeared with goose dung. I made excuses that I wrote myself into a corner. I didn't; I was younger, lazier and fleet-of-focus. Two of those three ring true now, but they're such that I can overcome. And I know I've disappointed. That's my heel.
I'll start with editing and revamping the first part, and parts five through twelve; the others I'd since seen to, but to make it cohesive it should get a makeover. I'll post a journal for each few I finish that for, maybe every three or so I "fix", AKA bring up to my present-day flow and standards I set for myself. Part thirteen will follow. Unprecedented, right?

Heh. Clown it up.

I think when all's said and done, it'll aid my self-opinion. It's nice to be the "guy who posts bearish reads" for spank buffets. I can do otherwise, and at this point, it's important I remind myself.

This last outing for the senses is a doozy, though. I have a good buddy who's filled me with ideas, at my behest. His are the good class, all the way. ^=^

Oh, and Punxsutawney Phil, do us a favour and don't see your shadow. I have spring thoughts and summer wardrobes.

And beach dreams. Gotta fly down when it's warm for those sun-drenched dudes in trunks. No shirts, no shoes, no rest for the epiglottis.

That's a ten-dollar word for you.

I encourage.

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https://youtu.be/k9brh-SAfAo
https://youtu.be/PbgKEjNBHqM
https://youtu.be/_yhkQ9LxPXY (This was shown to me by  delicatessen , one super sir)
https://youtu.be/vE3zhu9ROjo
https://youtu.be/gzbNvfjXokk
https://youtu.be/uEc1zU9vBio

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Raunchiness and mind-control: 10-15% done

Resumption of wayward soldier princes: 0% done

If I ever said I'm timely, may a bolt of white strike me.

Depends on what kinda whi-

Yyyyepitdoes, no finishing that. And I hope those close to me here and elsewhere got to spend it with those who matter most.

And to all a good visit, home or abroad.

Happy Holidays, down to the tiniest Tim.

And up to Shaq, right?
Xmas and its brethren aside, they'll be surprises in store for the imminent future. I won't go too much in-depth now, but after the Eighty sequel's in my rearview mirror, I'm reviving what some of you have chided me (rightfully) for. You'll get yours.

May 2015 be the year of hoverboards and holographic movie marquis. Butnotdehydratedpizzagoodfuckitygodthat'dbegrosstown

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https://youtu.be/3MteSlpxCpo

https://youtu.be/eY2ugWgEQVQ

https://youtu.be/hsg0raJWbvE

https://youtu.be/_WLIA-z2GVU

https://youtu.be/2C0jyGwxUZk

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Da Eighty sequel: 2% done

Raunchiness and mind-control: 0% done

There's not much to say about the first part there. Aside from everything.

Monday, November 17th, year of our Laaawwd 2014, the day my boo and I became one. It was flat-out rudimentary; just went up to the magistrate with our witnesses and that was that. Then 'twas Outback for lamb and steak, a movie, and things you can prob'ly guess after.

I'm on cloud nine. Given it's fresh, but moreso I never expected this moment, and I don't refer to my state at last modernizing or anything. It's about that last step away from adolescence, to the ranks of the entwined. I'm a part of more than myself. I love you, Boris. I'll walk with you all my days.~

The day and dinner was fine, as was the flick, Interstellar. I had some thoughts, though, coming out of the IMAX. T'weren't hard to get me to a space picture, I'm something of a closeted 'galaxy nerd'. I'm the guy who's more pumped for the New Horizons probe exploring Pluto next year than for my last new car. And it's because of that, I think, the few things that bothered me did so.

It's not like Oscarbait. You'd always find a facet to thumb down.

True, but I mean I may not care if I didn't already... Care. McConaughey did well, maybe the best I've seen from him. Hathaway was fine, Damon was fine. Damon's character was fine too... His purpose, not so much.
I'm no film buff, but I'm not ignorant of why we need villains. Lotta films would be paltry without them, they're a narrative tie that binds. In the case of space though, it's diff for me. Do me a quick solid here. Think of all we know about space, or just our own solar system. Then think of all we don't. And if making a movie with even a *slim* regard for realism, think of all we can do to flesh that out. Without needing a traitor, a saboteur, or some force-of-evil monkey wrench thrown in.

Say what?

Even Star Trek, a franchise with loads of optimism about our future and where all we'll go, many of their plotlines involve fighting something. Not most (which is why I maybe lurve it), but a speakable lot. And at the end of the day these are screenwriters. They're there to write movies first, and space movies second. Tradition gets preserved concerning structure, and there's merit in that.

Simplified, maybe I just need more documentaries than I need films about it. I'll rent some Nova specials I s'pose.

Goin' out for that? I'll get a checklist.

I'm not hitting the adult DVD store.

... Scratch it.

I'll be off to dishes. Got some dandies coming up in the way of fics. I love ideas people give me. ^^

You do walk a little taller those times.

I walk tall now for a closer reason. :} Here's to new life.

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https://youtu.be/9idfQVkqKyw

https://youtu.be/eCPjQNwdS9A (Thanks to  drakkarvancecooner for this. Laughed so hard I drooled.)

https://youtu.be/T62lXW5T1qo

https://youtu.be/wsdy_rct6uo

https://youtu.be/_Imo1glsSnk

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Commission for an A-1 BFF: 25% done

Da Eighty sequel: 2% done

See, thing is I've started to realize where my periodic doldrums come from. Of my stable of local pals, not many are what I'd call 'attuned to our interests'. I.E. not many furs among them.

I want a change, the quickest way is to get myself out there. Anyone around the QC, hit me up. See if you can stand me for a definable length of time. X}

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https://youtu.be/zVUjVqKKmoI

https://youtu.be/426jqFZa99Y (Thanks to Hon for this discovery, heh~)

https://youtu.be/G3wO6PEHJ6U

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Commission for an A-1 BFF: 5% done

Da Eighty sequel: 2% done

Before you all leave... Oh who'm I kiddin', you have already. And here I go anyway.

I'll brace the door. Can't let the angry mob in straight off.

I wouldn't even do this if it weren't an issue that just won't die. How quick did the majority of us forget Crimea? Unless you're a punditslut (read: constant watching of 24-hour news outlets) I'd venture it was fast-gone from consciousness. ISIS and Ebola persist for being threats that persist either currently or in a way that's more personalized and scary to the layman. Ratings follow what sells: we think of diseases and terrorism as familiar, and they are, so coverage continues. Many americans don't identify with territorial wars or rebellions within our borders on a national level, so it slips greyly away.

Then we have a social issue drummed up by a massive undercurrent of discontents in a massive media industry. Cue the lack of death.
And if you have to ask where I stand on the issue, right now, I'll say you don't know me. It's puerile slutshaming that's not valid in any way. Character crucifiction, a pitchfork-mob out to get a group of non-threats for daring to want fair change or at least fair transparency in a leg of culture that's still so anti-woman at-large I'm surprised the bellyachers don't all hole up in treehouses and tire forts with dilapidated walls and a crudely-scrawled "No Gurlz Allowed" in cherry-red.

... Wait, what's that? A boys' club? Is that what your eyes just scanned?

Hell yeah, where? Lemme shoulder up to-

HUSH, I'm making a point.

This whole thing's blown up, and outlived events with ACTUAL invasions and casualties (aside from the poor females put on skewers for wanting, of all things, acceptance) while the manchildren can go on playing with their escape libraries unmolested. Except they aren't molested. Nor disturbed or challenged... Well they are disturbed, but not how they'd claim. If they want their boys-only status quo so bad, let's re-teach them how to do it.

Form your close-knit cliques, keep it with your friends - assuming your count of such isn't zero - and play what you want on your own terms. I'm not gonna tell you to expect that chicks stay out of games, because they're not gonna ruin your Triple-A titles and they won't tell you to quit shooting polygonal soldiers. They will not change the parts of games you like, unless you only like rampant tits and jiggle physics, in which case by the time you have hair by the dong you should know better. I WILL say that if you want it exclusive, if you're that type of social bag-o'-such-FUN, quit being social about it.

Meaning?

Retreat to your hovels with your compatriates, have all the Fritos and MD-CodeRed and discussions of what a prooooblem the wimmin are, and learn to isolate this. Anyone who's made it this far down the textwall prob'ly knows me well enough to know my issues with women. I'm not blank in that slate, I have disagreements with a fully-liberal stance that mostly stem from personal experience where I was abused by a female family member for 7 years of my life, when at my most defenseless and impressionable. And if even I concede how bass-ackwards the group calling 'journalism ethics' as the true story here, I think that says a lot less about me and a lot more about just where the whole thing resides.

Bottom line, y'know how people largely don't throw house parties anymore? Not a dissimilar concept. Remember how to engineer something on a local level that's important to you, especially - ESPECIALLY - if it's hurtful or otherwise reversing society and steps in the right direction. I know you won't go away, your kind exists in all issues and they will until doomsday. We can't even rid our lands of racism in the 21st century, misogyny's not on a deadline. But shadows, guys. Acknowledge your hobbies aren't being scoured out by a militant femme coup, and learn what is and isn't acceptable in a technocratic setting. You want to hate, go right ahead. Within yourselves, dragging none down with you.

And the world revolves. A bit better every day, if we give our portions.

C'mon Will, let's find some REAL men's clubs. Got this itch in my lower lands...

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https://youtu.be/49tpIMDy9BE

https://youtu.be/X9lhrsB2GXA

https://youtu.be/7xXEtO3bEe0

https://youtu.be/bsKw32zfzcw

https://youtu.be/l2rxItUcn3k

https://youtu.be/pc4zoT3w82U

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Commission for the best guy ever: 95% done

Da Eighty sequel: 2% done

I, like, never ask this. And I should.

For those who care one iota for my author'ing, what do you think I should change to maybe one day be good? X3 In whatever sense.

Curious much, man?

I'm a closet-glutton for input. I'm steppin' out that dark room.

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https://youtu.be/lQ0Szr_t4pg

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Commission for the best guy ever: 40% done

Da Eighty sequel: 2% done

Yeah, another month or so with few words on here. S'about that time, deviants.

I believe this ain't Deviantart.

You prob'ly believe Joe Namath's going to heaven too.

Hell no. He played under the Jets logo, that's a ticket for the throng of flames.

I'll condense this, a quick rundown of the past while. My sis lived in a house owned by Mom and her siblings, Mom got a lawyer and is putting an injunction in to get them out and get the place sold, because greed and fuck her own family who has nowhere to go, amirite?

Harsh. Not you, the chick who bore you and the child she looks to hate here.

The kinda fact that hurts. We've been living in Dad's old place while he lives with his brother, we pay rent so he can pay the mortgage, unemployed as he is. My sis saved/raised money to keep Mom away, she clearly won't do with just that, so she's generously offered us to have it as payment for us finding a new place. They'll take over Dad's mortgage, fix this place up since her husband is a residential subcontractor and can do things handy-style we can't, and the cash they pat will furnish us down in new digs with some on top to save-

Does this have an end?

Yeah. As do you, and only one of those gets kicked.

Must be the story then, I don't recall a whoopin' in my 47 years.

You're lookin' at how much to ditch this current place?

$2,500.

I'm-walkin-on-suuun-shiiiiiiine, whoooa-fuuuuck-

Revisionist, huh?
Well so we found a 2-bedroom, 550 a month gets us in. The utility part's a bore (like this wasn't up to now), so take for granted that it's sewn up. Once again, generosity of my clan - and in some cases my boo's - tells me to never ever be a thankless jerk.

Don't worry, if you trend that way you'd hear from my knuckles.

Hey, the king owns threats in this zip code.

Guys, please. You can both be royal pains.
... Jerr, you're up to pick the tunes here. When you get off the floor. Breathe, now, it ain't that funny.

Y-yeah...F'rr*sputter*, for real...

He gets a rampant share of turns at that, huh.

He's a suckler after my nineties-lovin' heart.

And a lover of sucklin', hah. Dudes out there, holla, your digits gets your dong done.~

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https://youtu.be/D7g3RuoreRc

https://youtu.be/0LFVQpDKHk4

https://youtu.be/KoPlkmYaEQs

https://youtu.be/_QCEW0HbxZ0

https://youtu.be/OJITRDBEbp4

https://youtu.be/dbckIuT_YDc

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Commission for the best guy ever: 20% done

Da Eighty sequel: 2% done

Aaaaand for those who missed it, I put up a ballot two weeks back for how my college-try Eighty fic should go on, what people'd like to see. So it looks like for the sequel, we'll definitely have the ol' newcomer joining in. As for the 'mon species, it was a three-way tie, so I had no choice... None of you will be disappointed. Take that to mean the one thing it could.

In the meantime, I'm on top of a secret project so sadly this won't be started right away. Rest assured though, On Brutish Waves: The Lewdz Continuez is already chambered and on the way to fire.

Here's a challenge: make one journal without euphemisms at some point

Cool, but I only take on challenges with a point behind them.

*grumble*

Chin up, 'king, you can always go and upend the townsfolk. Burly ones that is, I know ya' speed.

... Well putting it that way... See you later.

Give them my love. I think.

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https://youtu.be/tWSBbFN904s

https://youtu.be/tfCEwCNiYnk

https://youtu.be/rhzmNRtIp8k

https://youtu.be/qxZInIyOBXk

https://youtu.be/WcGV9VdnvhQ

And because I'm evil, and 'cuz  hatred_anon put this on me, I put it now to you:

https://youtu.be/v-xUwDARVb4

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Commission for the best guy ever: 5% done

Da Eighty sequel: 1% done

Yup, as alluded to in the fic I put up, it ends at a cliffhanger, and I'm putting what develops in your hands to a wide margin.

Think of it as a thank-you note to to all the lovelies who care.

Indelibly. Below are some questions, open-ended, for what you'd like to see in On Brutish Waves, The Lewdz Continues!

- What else should Eighty and his dear pal get into, fetish-wise?*
- What winged and/or Flying-type Pokemon should interrupt them?
- How should they 'deal' with this development?
-Anything of note you'd like to see that doesn't fit in those categories?

At the end of two weeks, I'll tally what's received, and if something gets the most suggestions (and isn't on the Not-a-Chance list below), into the 2nd part it goes! Aren't we just so democratic and shit. If any of the above has no clear majority given, I'll select what best fits the story or my ability to preconceive.

*Here's the Not-a-Chance list. No amount of votes will have me do any of these:
~Scat/Gas
~Gore
~Vore
~Cub
~Death
~Female/Herm/Trans
~Macro
~Inflation

All else is open, even the unlikelies. It's no time to be shy!

And thanks all, I don't say this often enough but you guys are awesome. You're the reason I post writin's, so keep being swell! And I'll keep makin' yours swell!

Good to be back, pervo's. ~~

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https://youtu.be/9gQH1IEMf4Q

https://youtu.be/f-Il8Hm1LqQ

https://youtu.be/Drz6WZg9rgY

https://youtu.be/lDFBGYVoFPg

https://youtu.be/6ipVHyKnx6Y

https://youtu.be/Szr1o_IY748

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Rule 34 down the road: 95% done

Commission for the best guy ever: 1% done

For whatever reason I was in the mood for badness. I... I got so much more than I bargained for.
It may well be the first flick I genuinely don't know if I'd recommend for ironic views or not. Without giving shit away (and I do mean shit), I went in thinking it would be nonstop "look at this dumbass tripe" laughs. Yeah, still there were moments, but in the words of my beloved, boring, weird and empty.

Let this be a lesson to me: Things vaguely associated with - AKA produced by - Michael Bay do not a Michael Bay epicmessfest make.
I need a brain enema.
... Brain-ema.

Shaddup, I'm tired.~

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https://youtu.be/A8MO7fkZc5o

https://youtu.be/c1tSmLj4_tc

https://youtu.be/Wj9_YtUNIj8

https://youtu.be/AeDBIwRe2AE

https://youtu.be/_cktlY8JfvQ

https://youtu.be/MfvcPeWO8yk

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 99.9% done

Rule 34 down the road: 45% done

Many people have asked me in my imagination, "Eighty! You have that sour glow of a man who was floored by circumstance. How can I carry also the lines of a man whose fuse sputters with every turn?"
Wait no more, dear figments of my thinking, for I'm here to relay the best practice by recounting my near past! Not 24 hours ago, to be exact. Say you're planning a camping trip in some scenic mountain area. Assume also, for the sake of argument (or relevance) it's a place near and dear to you, a large part of your childhood and loaded with precious memories. Here are just a few ways you can fudge up any hopes to escape with their integrity uncompromised.

- First, make sure you pack everything you could possibly need, except what can't be easily replaced within 20 miles of the target destination. Tent, cots, food of all kinds, spices, tools, firewood, tarps, they should all be toted along, but allow the camping stove, pillows and Ronsonol to stay behind. Helpful tip: Working 8 hours the same day on one hour of sleep and zipping straight from there to your two-hour drive onward is a great way for your mind to take care of these oversights without so much as a conscious effort! Sleep deprivation and stress are known to make most any 'conscious' tangent flyyyy away, like a sparrow whose mom you called a chickenhead.

- It's important to note that if a 'free spot' exists near a paid, organized campground, the gnomes who hide in our dimension should likely do away with them, so you drive up on bald, grassy pullouts from your familiar dirt roads. You should appreciate their work; nothing spurs capitalism and the American way like banning open, public spots so that freeloaders may not sample nature without going through their ruler, Andrew Jackson, in his green coat of progress.

- If said campground is then determined to be your only option, assume they accept debit cards, as you mark this year of our Lord 2014. You may then expect instructions to drive 10 miles out on a switchback-filled mountain pass to the nearest gas station with an ATM, kerosene and/or attendants who don't hang posters of Dale Earnhardt next to White Jesus. Further improve your chances by having this come down on you at 8 PM, sufficient time to get out, get back and have the right amount of daylight left to set up your tent and maybe wizz off the river bridge.

- The lack of lighter fluid's a huge player here. Build a perfect woodstack, utilizing years-learned skills of placement, tinder and kindling, but have on hand only the quickest-burning toilet paper you thought you'd need when free spots (I.E. those without local bathrooms) were on the table, thusly rendering the wood as easy to catch as a fastball thrown by the T-1000. This may be where your significant other is most present, waiting with bated breath the warmth and mirth that eludes you on the sum of tries.

- Keep careful track of the forecast. Ensure it calls for zero percent chance of rain, with the 'unlikely exception' of spotty showers somewhere vaguely near your destination. Do something to anger God. It's not necessary to know what you've done to slight His grace, but you may know it's been allotted when a downpour starts the moment your tent is up, and before any tarps may be tied off atop it. If luck holds out, you may be fortunate enough to be lulled to half-sleep by the sound of a 4-hour thunderstorm.

- It's often the little things that add most dearly to the overall experience. If you arrive late from unforseen events, you might be forced into the spot which drains efficiently to the site your tent occupies. If we assume you have affection for your partner, we may break the pattern and have sympathy when his sleeping bag's immersed in the newborn lake.

- Paid campgrounds are notorious for unpredictable fees. Some, in the case most ideal for our objectives here, are prepared to offer you exactly zero percent refunds for early departures. Despite your intents, resist the urge to ask if the next poor schlub to swoop in on your vacated space will at least inherit the two free days you'd reserved. No plan - no matter how dire for your psychology's sake - is really all that affected by a question that pointlessly stupid.

- Collect your things, abandon your sanity, give the fuck up and recline on the side of a waterfall. You've created the masterpiece of wasted time, plans and money, soldier. Don't you deserve to forget just how amazing it feels?

Uhhh... Can't believe I'm saying this, but I think you should get out less.

I think I'm finally not a liar when I'm glad to be home. Blessings will be counted and naps took.

# I'm fuckin' fine, guys. The steam's letting off nicely.

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https://youtu.be/9EN9MIa3Kyc

https://youtu.be/FLP6QluMlrg

https://youtu.be/IgHSYt-qoY0

https://youtu.be/Heo5oowEFBY

https://youtu.be/W545DP8CmWQ

https://youtu.be/aBQalkIeE7s

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 99.9% done

Rule 34 down the road: 25% done

Yeah, it technically ended two days ago, pulled a morn' shift yesterday, but today and tomorrow are off so I'm lookin' at it like 10 days with a minor interruption.

Glass is half full... Respect for that outlook.

All in all, t'wasn't bad. Cookouts, a newly-joined anime club and more rest than I could have a right to. Some uploads in the past week should've blabbed the trip we took, and the gorgeous weather. Oh, and rebought a Wii game I'd sold in harsher times, and bought a new one I've enjoyed hating.

Dude, what?

Super Paper Mario is the sorriest exc-... *ahem* It's underwhelming. To follow Thousand-Year-Door, and do the sloppiest phone-in since Vegas Vacation... I could draft a list of ten game developers that, if tasked with it, would've done better than this. At least two of them never even did a 2D or platforming anything. Not even going into my issues with abandoning the RPG elements, I know at least that part is objectively opinion on my part. The rest...

It's a shit sandwich. Got it.

Yep.

So certain things, I don't expect to really get past. Old demons, struggles, their majority memories. Some friends here know, but not most. This past Thursday, I was taken by surprise. In my uncle's place, ran across my sister there at the same time. We hugged, no real words between us, not even hello's. She was there with her youngest son, he's 3 or 4 by now. On their way out, he had one thing to say, looking straight at me.

"I'm sorry my mom hurt you today."

She brushed it off that 'he doesn't know what he's saying'. No one said anything. Doesn't matter if he doesn't know his days or how to speak them, he knows bigger things. Something inside me... leapt. Joy and heartache at once.
I can have hope for the next generation.

They're no less than us, spiritually. They just have to harness what's inside.

No beef, but for a king, that's fruity.

Zip it, you're mutually unqualified.

I want to end this by asking for advice. Those out there who dabble in commissioning artists, how long would you go w/o communication before taking higher action than just dropping notes/shouts/skypes, assuming there was no real time frame for completion and the expectations were never really soon-ish from inception date? As I see it, more important than just constantly working (which I can say from experience being commissioned, that's just impossible for all-goddamn-body) is maintaining communication. Two to three months waiting on just one reply, I'm about ready to get off my sympathetic arse.

Regarding that, I'd just ask if anyone could say what's best, of my options here. Patience, blowing up a note or comment box, or just plain ratting him/her to 'Neer and his minionfags-*AHEM*... Best team of non-ragtag assets of any online commune.

And like it matters, I'm involved. Just a heads up.

Just a fuckin' plug you mean. Siddown, sire.

Oh, and last person out, can you turn off the sun? I and my Woof Monkey shirt miss jogging.

He still talks about the G' who generously sent. You know who you are, y' badass space heater.

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https://youtu.be/3wFwYBPvYu8

https://youtu.be/8xhUX0yyWbc

https://youtu.be/dFNH3sS3htc

https://youtu.be/ukAJy_ivSXU

https://youtu.be/21NZ_ZQfarA

https://youtu.be/idXjnmfb8OY

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 99.9% done

Commish for a real-fine friend: 80-85% done

Rule 34 down the road: 10% done

Never, in all my days, have a set of seven concurrent been more looked forward to.

Even the Myrtle Beach trip?

... Once, in all my days, has a se-... Urrghfuck it, you know.
Specifics yet to be nailed down. Budget's hard to plan considering the nature of bill staggering (it's a strange monetary schedule I coast on). One thing's certain, we'll be out of this beautiful, pristine, stifling, empty countryside for some elsetype scenery. Somewheres active if nothing else.

Ya could totally take out the ol' Mongoose. Fix the fucker, polish 'n' ride like younger days.

You might have something there. I ain't been on a bike since my beard was a sprig of white dandruff.

Crash it through a skate park. They'll trick off behind ya, jump yerr ass, or new bro's bond. Any case, lemme tag behind and snap blackmail pics.

You sure you want that? I mean, pics snapped behind...

Smart catch, G'. Yeah, I meant tag in front. Snap 'em the right way. Front center 'n' low...

Here's a napkin for that drool.

Here's me signing off stupidity. X3

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https://youtu.be/SxDLd0bhhKk

https://youtu.be/bnlvPoDU5LY

https://youtu.be/icmHY4xrI8w

https://youtu.be/frjaQ17yAww

https://youtu.be/2rkRgsGBo8I

https://youtu.be/wJ_lhPHeiwI

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 99.9% done

Commish for a real-fine friend: 70-75% done

Rule 34 down the road: 10% done

To clarify, this past week's seen a heckuva lotta kawk-in-ass pics, but not as much of a smorgasbord of pouches. Remedy's desired.
You have my orders.~

Objection. Violation of my liberties here.

Like you don't take all the liberties you damn-well please.

... Not a bad point.

A'ight boys, play nice now. Try this game, it's called Hide and Suck...

Hoooo boy, here we go.

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https://youtu.be/2iPuxHnSUKE

https://youtu.be/rwG39LNbT0A

https://youtu.be/1VaveOTQEZg

https://youtu.be/fAij6ztC_tk

https://youtu.be/kaIZWjItReI

https://youtu.be/ar1-JZBfSN4

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 99.9% done

Commish for a real-fine friend: 5-10% done

Rule 34 down the road: 5% done

I'm not saying I'm that hard to figure out where it concerns fetishes, the fave tab's spammed so hard with common triggers it smells of meat by-product. But what kinda perv would I be if I didn't hold my tastes up on a pedestal now and then, eh?

Self-importance is the best importance.

Hush, hulkarilla. This list would be subject to change, like, constantly, so I went for the tried-and-true set: pics that don't always top my list, but they're ones with staying power, consistently near and dear to me. Now to exposit the which and why.

Yo, can we help?

I dunno, can you?

... Dickhead.

Yes, that indeed is on the menu.

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~10. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1668435/

Okay, sure, you all recall my indifference to anal. What I ain't indiff' to? Manly human dudes, making more-manly beast dudes their bitch. Not even kidding, if there's an unsung turn-on of mine, it's butch furry guys bein' subs for our kind. Oral's preferred, but damn, there's not quite as good an example in that vein as what'cha see here. Unbridled, testoster-onus.

Fuuuuck, man... Alright, I'm callin' next up. You pick, I praise.

Solid, smutbrain.

~9. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10762238/

Oh shit, you know why he's on for this one. Check the medium... Paint's good for all this features, sunlight, perspective, manfur, trails of it down the tight, hard guts right to the tubesteak. An' veins... Holy hell, the veins, fuckin' lust ducts for those hot stone-carrots, up and achin' to gun it all over-

-Hey, soldier. You wanna maybe mention how those two unique looks telegraph a story wordless? Or skill, or the effort sunk into such an eyefeast? Before you glaze your legs, I mean.

... Yeah, I'mma give back the reigns. Need time to let 'im fall.

And how. Mmmmkay, so...

~8. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3478520/

Go ahead, ogle the size difference, nine-tenths of my fellow fags. Then look at Adam's edgin' by that show, and Manuel's making the most of every look-sneakin' second. Rthur, assuming you'd ever be so bored as to read my postings, forgive me for name-dropping your gaiz. But their chemistry, the sitch going on there, fuck yeah I'll be pimping you and yours. Stuff's just worth it.

Suppose I could wedge in a turn. *cracks knuckles* Here goes nothin'.

~7. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10465608/

So he'd never pick something that's a pic of his, no tacky egotism. Picking something his better half put up that's in-no-way-his-idea, doesn't quite fall into that. Let's see... Rare species for a bara boy, a view so low and close you'd picture diving up to nom that bulge...

... And y'know it's ripe with sweat... The fresh kind, juiced out in athletics...

Oh-fuuuuck dude, I'm takin' five. Tissue run.

Best not, that's my broth you'd be trashi-

MOVING ON. This wasn't my brightest idea... *ahem* Six'er, coming up.

~6. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12700757/

Yes, it's newer. Yeah, from that you can surmise it ain't had time to be "tested" for longevity in the scheme of my faves. Fuck that, doesn't matter, it's manpiss, jockstrap, stained urinals, the whole nine yards. Which is about how long that stream has to build velocity before it crams in that thirsty gullet. Sometimes you just know what's gonna stick with you.

Like the aftertaste?

Exquisite. *air-fistkiss* Fit for a king, and those around him.

Ah shit, you're called out, royal britches.

>:}

He loves it. And on the realm of love:

~5. https://www.furaffinity.net/view/7095872/

Aaaand thus ends the assumption this is ten-straight boner pills in image form. Only nine, gringos, and this deserves the place as exception. If you have to ask why, well... No, you don't. Nobody would. This speaks to something truly precious, resplendent, in a word, soulwarming. I let it stand on its own for the beauty it is.

Respect.

Acknowledged. Now, to march forward and slash my credibility with:

~4. https://www.furaffinity.net/view/6291981/

I think I'm the only guy who's not love-shy that digs jerkoff pics this much. A callback to an awkward teenagehood? T'chuh, we've all done our time there, I just kept more fond for it I guess. Of my gigantic folder of just-that (Not to be confused with my gigantic folder of Oral, Hairy Guys, Manpiss, Dad/Son, okay let's face it, I'm an organized gutterbrain), this takes top spot. Observe his huge throbbing ego, shooting the goddamn moon. Pay heed to the face, riding that killer peak like the matinèe of heaven it is. Mimic, rinse, repeat.

Mmmnph, son. Alright, I talked me into it, next one's mine.

~3. https://www.furaffinity.net/view/10329956/

Do me a solid, 'kay? Take five and just measure how you wish you were there. Scorched earth, and in front of you, him. And that... Godly slab in his paw. Go on, deny it. Say you wouldn't drive a tongue-shovel up that miracle. Steal the white and swallow. Open jaw, kneel into it, 'til every one of those manhairs filters your breath... Fuckin' particle-mask-bush... Think o' white-hot blood racin' through him, how deep he's gotta roar when you suck, and pull, and dip, and draw every last drop he keeps... Simmered in that... Hefty-bag...

Someone grab a pail of ice-water. Inside a semi-truck of Freon.

Too late, dog... Fuuuuck,, a MAN's man, hella-fine, there to stand an' deliver...

I think you've said more than I ever could.
... Um, I mean, un-literally, but... Shit, next number.

~2. https://www.furaffinity.net/view/449486/

Hi, my name is Graham* and heavy, hairy schlongs reduce me to goo on the carpet. Now for the piece-de-resist-

-Wait, that's all you got for your penultimate?

I'm not always the loquacious bore I toil so hard to be.

I want that in writing. Invisible ink.

... 'Kaaaaay, sure.

Now, gents, dudes, curs and jackholes, you're to learn my greatest, indulgent-est pleasure on here. If I typed the number of times I've opened/viewed this on a calculator, it would scream and blow its own battery in suicide-by-drowning. Gorilla, monkey, purple-'roo-daddy-thing, a drumroll, please.

Uh, no?

You're last to know, but Nido's aren't born with kits and high-hats. Outside Chernobyl.

... That's fair. NUMBA WUUUUUUN:

~1: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12146427/

........................ I... I... Mother of yes. All there's ever been, or will be, distilled in three-letter peace... Here.

Any more from me would be reductive, it so-doesn't suffice... And, well, Jerr's quiet for a reason. Good thing I own a mop...

Leave it be. Don't make me repeat myself.

As you wish, perish the thought, yaddablahyaddablah.

Thanks, everyone who read this and humoured two hours of my life. And I'm sorry. Like, don't even ask, I'm just sorry.

And I ain't dead yet. ^_^ ~

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https://youtu.be/A-y1N29vH2Y

https://youtu.be/if27InJBtEI

https://youtu.be/tZp6IgveE5o

https://youtu.be/TDf7rEAWN28

https://youtu.be/HdrzoGnkPEQ

https://youtu.be/tjJc8xLYhak

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 85% done

Possible commish for a real-fine friend: 0% done

Rule 34 down the road: 0% done

*I dare yuh to make fun o' my name. Dare yuh, sii wut happins.

All in my bealywig. 10 inches of snow on the ground, and yeah it's good fun, but after the first day or two it starts looming over you.

Eh?

My bad. I mean, the freedom it robs looms over you.
I've been out of work 3 days. Thank God I'm full-time, and thus can burn vacation days so I'm not out of pay as well. I live on a rural side street that's barely in the metro... No one's fuckin' coming to plow it, even with about FIFTY houses on this street, all occupied and all with families that need access. God damn this place.

You could call the city... Township... Whatever for emergency plow, right?

It's a town of 3,000. Our best civic asset is a cast-iron clock.

Mondo.

I have work tomorrow night, and I'll not stay here paralyzed, stir-crazy and the like. Pray that it warms up more today than they're forecasting, so melting occurs. If not, pray I can get Hon's car back in the driveway, out of the road.

That's another story.

Oh, and happy Val's day. I can at least say I observe it properly, I'm blessed enough. Small victories.~

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https://youtu.be/k9brh-SAfAo (Thanks to you, Shin, wherev's you are)

https://youtu.be/3QWHsy5YyfY

https://youtu.be/38j12qGDHYc

https://youtu.be/e9wzX1Jc73I

https://youtu.be/4LyEdOFs2ns

https://youtu.be/ko4k_Ya4n6w

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An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 30% done

... To Leo DiCaprio.

Seriously, I never thought I'd care. Truth is, from a guy I once regarded as just another idol in the golden boy kingdom, you've stepped up to take some risks. I applaud you for the roles you've taken, and for being clearly devoted to the character in every one.

Takes serious guts.

Who knows where you end up. But right now, you've built a name for yourself and it's earned. Treat it well.

I'm off to an old Gamecube. Enjoy your di-*pow*

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https://youtu.be/QMibxFIKgN4

https://youtu.be/TKqXJof38wE

https://youtu.be/24TES9PaUUY

https://youtu.be/E-8MI-3Dp6w

https://youtu.be/eqSU_VPghpo

https://youtu.be/h_RgvGL209U

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Confirmed, private commish, on the horizon: 99.9% done

An honest-to-God Eighty fic: 1% done