So, since it was made by an incredible artist years ago, I've never wanted to actually change my ref sheet. I mean, Mr Mckinley doesn't draw furry art anymore due to life getting in the way. And the only thing wrong with my ref sheet was the eye detail/tattoo, it was too wide.

HOWEVER, while at FWA and talking about it, an artist I was getting a badge from mentioned that she could edit it. An business card later, waiting for payday, and sending things back and forth, it has been edited to be how it should be!

It makes me so happy to see it changed now. And for those reading this, hop on over to Klepto Von Umbre to thank her!

Ok, so, long after Far Harbor and even Wasteland Workshop came out for Fallout 4 (which I have a Season Pass for) I find out that I haven't even downloaded them!

I feel so beyond stupid. Especially since I have mods for them both that have been giving me errors saying "This mod can't be activated, as files it needs are not on this system"

Oh well, now they're downloading and will be done...soon...ish.

Today is my birthday!

*fweee*

Who's got gifts for me? XP

Yay, my birthday is just around the corner now.

Anyone wanna celebrate with me?

._. I dunno what I want to do.

At Christmas, Yamato gave me a wonderful gift, a New 3DS XL.

But then it was lost/stolen while I was at FWA. The loss of it hit me hard, because it was more than just a game system, it was a gift from the person I love the most.

Considering the couple weeks since then, I've accepted that it's gone for good, as I left my contact info with the hotel in the slim chance that it could me returned. And they haven't called.

So, I've decided to ask for help replacing it and the game that was lost with it. I've made a GoFundMe page to help in doing so.

It can be found here: https://www.gofundme.com/cuyxhbfw

Even if you can't help with a dollar or two, then maybe you could spread the word? Post a link on Facebook, or tweet it, heck, even tell a friend via IM or e-mail; just that much can help.

And if you can help, be it dropping a few bucks in, or even just spreading the word, thank you.

It's my birthday today!

I'm now 35 years old. Yay.

Today has been a day.

At 5am I get up to get ready for work. Mom and dad are gone for a vacation, so I have no ride this early, it's either walking (not gonna happen) or ride my bike, which I've been doing the past couple days. Not too bad, about a 20 minute ride from my house to work.

But there are Severe Thunderstorms in our area, and even better, a Tornado Warning in my county while I'm cooking breakfast and making my lunch. And I have no poncho or anything of the sort. Worse, I can't find the number to call work to let them know I'll be late, since riding my bike in THAT kind of weather is something I don't really want to do.

But since I can't find it, and I don't want to leave them hanging without letting them know, I continue getting ready. Lucky me, the HEAVY rain has passed by the time I'm leaving the garage on my bike.

Ok, I'm wet, getting wetter by the minute, but it's okay. I'm leaving on-time at 6am, and oddly enough the rain is making me feel cooler so I'm not drenched in sweat (just drenched in rain instead).

20 minutes later I'm pulling into the parking lot at work. I hit a hill and start speeding up, and I see ahead of me cars at the intersection of a 4-way Stop sign spot.

I hit the breaks.

And I'm still going fast.

I pull harder on the breaks.

I'm not slowing down fast enough.

I turn the wheel hoping I can avoid the truck in front of me.

And I do! :)

And I see a car pulling out in front of me... :(

Oh no, this is gonna hurt.

I hit him, and I fly right up on his hood. *bam*

Then his windshield. *tumble*

Then his roof. *bump*

And finally rolling off on to the ground with a wet *THUMP*

I groan and lay there, the rain fairly heavy, it just 'plap'-ing on me, making me even more soaked. A moment later the driver is over me almost begging me that I'm okay. He pulls out his phone and dials 911 while I lay there thinking 'Ow...can I get up?' *lean two inches* 'nope, I can't. oww... maybe my hand can help push?' *lean three inches* 'nope...ow'

The guy is telling the operator where we are, and not but ten seconds later I see the flashing of red and white lights. EMT is already there (by happenstance they were some 4 cars back and watched me tumble)

I finally find the strength to sit up and just that much took all my strength. Everything hurts, but nothing hurting to any real extreme.

The medics help me up, get me on a stretcher and inside the ambulance. I answer their questions, they check me real quick, and I decline going to the hospital (I couldn't afford it in any way/shape/form) since I'm only aching, nothing is broken. Luckily, my backpack (holding my lunch, uniform and spare water bottle) absorbed most of the impact, so I didn't really hit my back, it just smooshed my clothes/backpack/lunch bag instead of hitting hard pavement.

They drop me off at the front door of my job, and one of the assistant managers is there when the door opens.

I slooooowly stand up, and hobble my way out of the ambulance, bruised and aching, but okay. I sit back down inside the main doors (but before the anti-theft alarm post-thingies) and wait for the police to show up. He does, takes our info, and tells me I'm lucky; the Stop Sign is on private property, or he could give me a ticket for running a stop sign. He gives me a copy of the incident report number, and heads on his way.

I stand up, again, slowly, and the Assistant Manager asked if I'll even be okay enough to work. I tell him "Oh yeah. I'm aching, and I'll be slow today, but I can do it." he shakes his head tells me "I think you should go home and rest." he wouldn't stop me if I really want to work, but he wants me to go home. I hobble towards my bike, and in those few steps I ache even more and my headache gets worse. Reluctantly, I agree and tell him I'll rest for the day.

After I tell him I can get a ride home, he tells me he'll put a note on my bike and park it in the back of the building so it'll be safe.

So, after a short wait at the front door, my immediate supervisor walks by. We say 'hi' to each other and she asks if I'm alright. Considering I got run over, I'm doing fairly okay. She's shocked at what happened and hopes I'll be okay. Told her that I'll be sore for the next few day, but I'll be okay otherwise.

Yamato shows up, and I explain what happened (I didn't tell the whole story over the phone, anticipating a panic rush to get to me, so I only said "I need you to come get me", which made a minor panic thinking I was fired). Worried tears happen, and I say I'm okay, just bruised and aching.

We get home, I get out of my soaking wet clothes (even my undies were soaked!) and get some dry ones. I lay on the bed for a bit, but I'm still wide-awake from the adrenaline. Find some old hydrocodone for the pain, and that helps out immensely.

Everything aches, and turning my head quick hurts, and leaning to and fro on my arms to get out of bed hurts, but nothing is broken or any other major injuries.

But geeze, this hurts....

I have this to say.

https://youtu.be/9gSQg1i_q2g

That is all.

It's not from me, but it IS from Krispup.

You can find that raffle right --> http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5109972/ <--

I also play Starcraft 2, if only rarely.

I mostly stick to MMO's, like City of Heroes, but if you're watching me and wanna kill things together I'm game. Drop me a line at Shadow3397#1848

Of course this requires the game's servers to be working. >.<

Does anyone have or know of anyone that has made a browser script that'll auto-remove the 404'd Favs (IE: the favs that link to a submission that the artist has since deleted)?

One thing I hate is seeing those little broken icons representing deleted pictures among my favorite list, and since the original faved object is gone with no link, info or anything to lead you to the original artist, it serves no purpose (aside from screaming out "HEY! I WAS DELETED! I don't know who I was deleted by, or what I was originally for, but I was deleted!")

And the reason I'm looking for a script is because manually searching my fav list is..well, tedious at best. Worse still is deleting the 404'd entries, since I'm kicked back to the first page of my list instead of to where I was, forcing me to copy-paste what my page was or click back to what page I was on.

For each 404'd entry.

And god help me if some artist mass deleted their whole account (or was banned), as that'll leave a metric tonne of 404s for me to clean up.

So, does anyone have anything that can help?

You know, insomnia is a problem for me.

Moreso when you've got Tinnitus (ringing in the ears) and it just seems like the ringing is particularly loud at night.

And if you're curious about what tinnitus sounds like, go to
http://www.quietrelief.com/index.php
and at the bottom there's a bunch of sound files. High Frequency Buzzing is the closest thing to what I'm hearing.

24 hours a day. 7 days a week. And there's not a damn thing I can do to quiet down the ringing. >.<

Oh well. On to Dead Rising 2 until I'm tired enough to try sleeping again.

*putters around with chainsaws duct taped to a motorcycle*

There are times when it's late at night, I'm off my sleep schedule and I do nothing but think. It's times like that that I hate the most.

My closest friends know that I'm a pessimist at heart. Doesn't mean I'm sad or some goth that talks about how horrible the world is, and I can be quite happy despite my pessimism. I've even been called a 'happy pessimist', quite content at seeing the half-empty glass and enjoying what little there is left to drink.

But I do see and think the bad things more clearly than the good. And it's hard to ignore it. An example would be when people tell me things.

A case worker says "Ok, this test is done. Once I read through it, I'll give you a call in say, a week, and we'll continue." and my mind says "Yeah right. More like six months."
At least it comes as no surprise when I don't hear from her for months.

Or when a friend rarely comes over to hang out. After having not seen him in a year, he tells me he'll come over more often because he does enjoy hanging out with me. My mind says "Right. See you next year buddy."
At least it's not much of a disappointment when I don't hear from him.

I've lived this way for most of my life.
Being disappointed in co-workers and my bosses.
Before that, friends I've made via the net.
Before that, friends and bullies in school.
Even teachers I couldn't count on.
All the way back to when I was a real little kid, my dad telling me despite getting straight A's in the second grade and winning my third 'Student of the Month' in a row that I 'wasn't worth shit'.
That same year I was nearly molested by two different adults. I'm just lucky that they weren't able to.

I learned that I couldn't trust people. A person, yeah, I can if they've done things that prove they can be trusted, but as a general rule people as a whole can't be trusted.

Over the years that distrust grew and expanded, turning me into a borderline misanthrope. It's something I don't talk about much, if at all.

But I try to carry on. At least I can ignore much of it when I'm not alone with only my thoughts to keep me company.

It gets harder when things hit closer to home. Like last night, a friend told me that certain people need to be slapped. Why? Because they enjoy a cartoon and wear its message like a fad. When you have wars, hatred, racism, slavery, everything that makes humans the wicked horrible monsters we can be how can a stupid naive premise such as 'friendship' change anything?

In the back of my mind I say 'It can't.' and I sit here all night thinking it over. What people do to others. What people have done to me. What I've done to other people. The things that have happened throughout history, to the things that happen in the present day, it just makes me see things in a darker and darker light. And what happens around me just makes it even harder to see things differently.

My friend is right though. People need to be slapped. Myself just as hard as the rest of them.

It came out and I missed the announcement?

Still, this is SO COOL! I want that so bad I can taste it!

http://www.shoutfactorystore.com/prod.aspx?pfid=5257354&sid=2D42CF83F84242D4890C1D1E4C02B0EB

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/3102638/

You a girl or have girl characters? Try this raffle and maybe get your lucky lady drawn.

My birthday that is.

It'll be this coming Friday, where I turn 31.

Wow, it happened fast.

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/2373681/ <---

ChitterChatterOtter is tired of so many all-male orgies that a free All Girl Orgy is in the making! Try out for it, you may be picked to join in the fun!

A quick sign up and you're entered. It's worth a shot!

Give it a try

But it's not from me, I can't draw.

However you can try for free arts over at http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1559718/

And it's not even done by me.

A friend of mine has made an extremely meaningful journal pointing out things that both Artists and Customers can do to better themselves to each other titled simply Artists Vs. Customers.

To the few people that might be reading my journal entries and haven't seen it, take a look, it's worth every moment it takes to read and might help you, be you an artist or a customer.

o_o

I'm just hazarding a guess here, I'm being watched because of recent commissions being posted by others. I've been watched by several people once  Wuffamute posted colored pictures with me in it.

I'm not complaining or anything, but it does feel a little odd.

Well, I guess I should really use this FA Account for more than just looking at porn, right?

Well, my artistic skills are rock bottom. 2 year old kids laugh at my stickmen. My writing, well that I have, but nothing I'm yet willing to share here. Maybe in the future, when my writing motivation comes back and with it brings in things I can show off (the first of which is in the works as I write this).

But, since neither option is open to me currently, I'm going to stick with what many others before me have done.

Show off artwork that I've gotten.

Gifts, commissions and the like, will be posted here once I snag permission from the artists who I got it from.

So begins my next stage of FurAffinity. . . ness.