This one took place at my grandparents' house up in Medford (North-central Wisconsin).
I was living there with some other people/roommates, one of which was either a badger or a wolverine or possibly a combination of the two. Some incredibly ornery creature, anyway. And this badger beast was the head of the household very much like Frank, BLU's Pyro in this fic (http://danceflower.net/TF2chan/fanfic/res/527.htm) [TL;DR: basically leads through fear tactics and an iron fist).

Some way or another I managed to piss the badger thing off. I don't remember how exactly, I think it was something like I accidentally made a noise that woke it up, and it was out for my blood. Freaking the fuck out, I snuck off into my room and blocked the door. I could hear it coming up the stairs, snarling threats and throwing things. I went to the window, trying to think of an escape plan, when I see a familiar red laser sight aimed at the neighbor's barn.

I leaned out the window to see that Sniper's window below me was open, having his usual face-off with the 'enemy', so I hissed his name as quietly as I could, trying to get his attention, but to no avail.

He heard me, but was too far into 'the zone' to pay attention. Desperately, I search the room for something I could use in aid for breaking his concentration. The badger was near my door at this point, my legs getting that quivery jelly feeling from the fear and adrenaline. I found a box of cigarettes, went to the window, and dropped the pack into Sniper's line of fire. The badger's clawing at the door now. Sniper, his focus shaken, pops his head out the window to glare at me.

Frantic, I tell him in as low of a voice as I can muster that I need him to help me. As he agrees, the door behind me starts to splinter and break, so out the window I go, hanging onto the sill, praying to whatever deity that'll listen that the drop from the second story won't render me completely incapacitated.

I let go, and scramble into Sniper's room the second I hit the ground, hearing the badger's growls of rage at his lost prey. I turn to put the screen back into place, hands shaking and fingers fumbling at the clasps. The badger's outside now, standing at the sill, practically frothing.

I back away as it makes it's way inside, looking to Sniper for help. He grabs it by the scruff of the neck and is like, "You're afraid of this little bugger? I've seen dead water buffalo that are more threatening than this" as he's poking it on the nose. The badger proceeds to bite him, and he drops it in surprise. As he reaches for his rifle to shoot the belligerent animal, it scuffles it's way under the bed.

It stays under there, being awfully quiet. I question Sniper's worried expression, to which he states his concern for his dog (an Australian cattle dog, lawl) that was under the bed.

Cautiously, I lift the edge of the bed skirt, not wanting to startle the beast. I just see some general movement. "Shit," I whispered, "I think it's eating your dog."

"What?! She was my best hunting dog!"

Sniper gets on all fours, flashlight in hand, to see for himself what is going on under his bed.

He clicks the light on, and illuminates what is probably the most bizarre scene I've ever laid eyes upon, real, imagined or dreamed.

The badger is fucking his dog, wearing a trenchcoat and a fedora.

Rorschach enters the room, kneels down to see what we're watching in shocked horror, goes "LOL TRENCHCOAT ORGY" and proceeds to buttsecks the badger.

~FIN

O snap.

I keep forgetting that the new laptop is capable of using my tablet without much protesting.

Couple that with a plan of sleep deprivation tonight, and you will have half-decent things from me tomorrow.

At this rate, I may actually have things worth posting at TF2chan/have the confidence to do more than just LURK.
[the only reason I can openly admit this is because I'm convinced a grand total of four people look at my FA stuff :D ]

GO GO SELF-ESTEEM BOOST

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My lack of resolve irks me. >;[

CAN HAS TF2 NAO.


AWESOME.

PLAY WITH ME, GAIS

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I... I don't know what I'm doing *sobs*
oh god I'm just backstabbin' meat

LAPTOP HAET STEAM

I MIGHT ACTUALLY UPLOAD SHIT. FUCK, MY GALLERY IS SAD.

I think I'm a Team Fortress 2 fangirl.

There are no words strong enough for this faggotry o'mine. I've never even played the game wtf.


I blame TF2 chan.

http://community.livejournal.com/wt.....96.html#cutid1

Normally, Zer's pretty lulzy, but this shit ain't kosher anymore.

Alright, I think I'm going to enter the foray of SELLING MAH SOUL (wait, I mean art).

Particularly the 'silhouette' styled sort of thing. Simple black and white, somewhat stylized.
Examples: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2104414 [~4x4] - $6
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2099873 [Full sized 8x11] - $10

Work would be done in ink on cardstock.
Please note if interested :)

I'm going to scan in the shit I've been drawing in classes this year.

Pictures include:
A literal nutcracker
A very angry GIR saying "Dongs"
Fred Fredburger (from Billy & Milly) raping GIR... drawn horribly.
And a whole fuckload of my character. People might actually learn what she looks like now.

Hurp durp. I've got myself all signed up for this upcoming semester. Chickened out, compared to what I said in my last journal, and not only signed up full time, but for the max of 18 hours. :C

If my soul is going to be crushed, might as well do it all the way, right?

SCHEDULE COPYPASTA
MWF:
Health Psychology 12 - 1
Intro to Art (History) 1 - 2
Social Psych 2 - 3

TR:
Crime, Public Policy and the Criminal Justice System 11 - 12:30
Abnormal Psych 12:30 - 2
Psychology of Human Sexuality 2 - 3:30


With this, I'll be something like, 3/4 of the way through my degree. I may or may not have sabotaged a year's worth of credits due to depression and not knowing what to do with myself.

End of the mo-fo semester.
I should do stuff for break.

Probably going to fail my two exams for next week, but I really don't give a rat's ass. I've made it to the end of the semester, which is the best I've been doing for the last year now anyway.

Been thinking of getting a full time job and just schooling part time, if even that.

People tell me that I make angry faces at the internet.

Which is ironic, because the internet is, by far, the most amusing thing I've ever come across. wtf XD

http://magnatune.com/

Hooray for non-evil music.

I need supervision when book shopping ;___;
I went to Barnes & Noble with the intent of just getting a copy of Joy of Cooking. And...well let's say that I've rounded out my collection with some good classics that I've been meaning to read.

Also: I've been having a serious addiction to Kingdom of Loathing. I WISH I COULD CONJURE NOODLES IRL. OH WELL.

Also (part 2): Would anyone be interested in buying arts from me? Commissions, or even some of the stuff I have up in my gallery [the traditional stuff] are all up for negotiation. I've been trying to come up with some commission terms, but I'm not entirely sure what to price things, so I figure, if there's interested parties, I'll do quotes on a project-to-project basis, and go from there.

Off Topic: Dropped my ridiculously late night class since A) The teacher was ridiculously awful, and B) I'd be getting home at about 10 - 10:30 on school nights. Not cool. That, and C) A six-hour gap between classes...wtf Kate. Also not cool.
At least the rest of my classes are awesome. We got to study deformed babies today in Anthropology. :D

My boyfriend apparently has cheated on me twice.
He broke up with me on Friday, and revealed some of this to get me mad at him; "being angry helps to heal faster", he says.
His reasons for breaking up are: we're getting to be more friends anyway (and here, I thought we just lacked romance); my emotional outbursts, while not really my fault, do suck for him to deal with (I fucking hate my hormonal imbalances); and me being depressed about myself is kinda downer too. That last one is something I've been struggling with for a while now, and I guess I just didn't realize how much it's been taking over, and affecting things around me.

So...I guess we're just going to tone it down, or something. Still be friends and all. He keeps saying, "oh Kate, this will just be good experience for your next relationship", and doesn't seem to understand that this relationship was just a fluke to have happened in the first place. I don't actively seek out friends, let alone potential life mates. The likelihood of another person showing similar interest in me is astronomically tiny. This is something I've accepted for years now, and not something I'm entirely displeased about either, so don't give me any of that "Oh, buck up Kate, you'll find SOMEONE" bullshit because I really, really don't care to find someone. I can be perfectly content living a life of solitude. I'm just rather disappointed of some of the false hopes Dae's given me, but I suppose I'll just revert back into my non-social lifestyle and deal.

I don't think I'll be going to Gamer's Club anymore. It's not like I'll be terribly missed anyway, so whatever. :/ Y'all can always catch up on my (lack of a) life on LJ anyway. I'm just going to use this time to reform my bond with games and drawing, so if I start getting more active on FurAffinity, I'll let y'all know.

Peace.

derp.

I should work on scanning stuff.
Been dogsitting practically all month, so I've been lacking scanner access.

Also did not bring my tablet with me. I should have.

What has Kate been up to lately? She's been tending to wounds caused by this brat parrot she's been watching. Fucker took a few chunks out of my skin, and has the fucking gall to act all cutesy afterwards.

Tomorrow's my last day. I miss being around my own stuff.

I got a nifty anatomy book from Barnes & Noble yesterday, for only $10.

Dae's been pushing me to do more drawing. :) If it wasn't for him, I'd probably fall out of art/furriness/gaming all together.
And turn into some kind of horrible internet blob.
A horrible Blobella the drama-Hut, doing nothing of any use, wandering the internet for my next set of lulz. Eating ramen, because it is the food of jobless college students.

And holy shit, I was supposed to start cleaning up like, an hour ago, since I'm dogsitting, and the guys are coming back tomorrow morning, and I won't have time to clean up tomorrow since I have class in the morning, during which, they shall be returning, and this dog is really fucking retarded; he keeps growling because my computer beeped five minutes ago.

It would be nice if I could have my fucking ADD pills. Mail-order pharmacy is being all dickish about sending them. My other stuff comes just fine, but not the ADD ones. Nope, the prescription for them was expired by the time they got it, despite prescriptions being good for, liek, a year, and they can't fill the other drugs that were written on the same sheet of paper either....even though I had received them two days after they gave me this bullshit notice.

I've been up for about four hours now, and I feel like I'm still waking up :|

Little to nothing exciting going on.


Just thought you'd like to know.

I don't come here often, mostly due to the crack addiction that is Livejournal. http://shajoni.livejournal.com/

Oh and I seem to have developed an IRL addiction to knitting and yarn.

DEAR LORD, I'M SORRY FOR NOT DOING ARTZ.
Motivational slump; et al.


TL;DR
blah blah blah
Miss Kate doesn't work on art like she probably should.

Well, apparently there is a reason for my sluggishness.
Something that will hopefully be fixed somewhat soon, so I don't have to go on disappointing those people who watch me for some unknown reason.

So thar.

I'm sorry I suck so much and haven't been updating. Mostly because...there isn't really to update. Artistically, I feel like shit, and get nothing done. The only muse I seem to get comes to me during class lectures, where I end up doodling instead of taking notes. After leaving the halls, it seems inspiration and motivation disappear too.

I suck, my attention span sucks, my 'art' is fail, boo fucking hoo.


...

On the up side, I get to go back to Wisconsin for a week to visit my aunts and/or friends, so that'll be kinda fun. And kill time until classes start again.


Peace out, y'all.

AC is tomorrow, eh?
Unfortunately, I'm not going this year...there's always next year, though.
But Dae's going, though. I drew his lovely conbadge. *proud* Pompous monocled lion ftw.
He is to bring back some paraphernalia of ranting gryphon nature.

Soo...see ya next year, I suppose.

Well, Dae has kindly given me a subdomain to his website (http://www.daemien.com), and I need to do something to make use of it. So this little Roo is working on learning CSS and brushing up on her HTML mad skillz. (I can make fonts PURPLE if I so choose.)

Nothing up yet, since I'm currently busy with the hellish time consuming activity known as "college". However, exams are next week, so expect to see something soon. Also, I have dogsitting for two out of three months this summer, and I'll most likely have little else to do but read my programming books and draw, so I expect that I'll be somewhat productive :3

Unless I end up getting Pokemon Pearl. Then no one will see me, unless I need food or something.

The first five people to post will get added to the list. You must give me refs (or a really good description) of one of your characters and I will fuse him or her with one of my characters, thus creating a whole new furry! If you want this new char in a specific pose, please also say so.
btw: If you join this meme, you must post it in your journal and pass it on! ^_^

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Wonder how many of y'all will post, now.

It looks like I've nearly got 100 pageviews. As one who is uber-lazy, yes, this deserves pointing out :3

I've got a few really good things in de works, but they're still stuck in the lineart stages because me, being the sloth that I am, have yet to unbury my scanner, and rehook it up to my computer ^^;
So, I'll probably end up not posting anything for about, oh, a YEAR, and then have some kind of upload EXPLOSION. Will it be worth it? Who the fuck knows?

I have recently reformatted my older computer with that Linux OS Ubuntu. Ubuntu is like Jesus, in Operating System form. I couldn't be more frustrated with this, as it works quite differently from Windows, but this pleases me for some unknown reason.

I will figure this damn thing out.

I really need to get into the habit of drawing more, as I've been working less and less on that stuff. Although, from my experience, nothing good has ever come of me forcing creativity. Something, praps soon, shall come, oh ye who watch me for some reason or another. The time shall come soon.