Okay I was at work and my thoughts turned to the Muppet show.

Now you've got Gonzo the Great, and he's been Romanticly linked with the chickens on the show. Despite his unrequited crush on piggy he seems to lean towards a lean bit of breast rather then a bone in ham hock. so with this in mind I remember scenes involving the weirdo carrying a rubber chicken...

On a kids show they had a puppet openly handling his latex date. come on he's got chicks just hanging off him but he can't chase a new piece of tail every night. so he comes home has a tall drink to relax and pulls out the rubber chicken to help take the edge off

The recent DMFA comic, as well as the Arthronauts comic got me thinking about something. well a couple of somethings realy

mainly mass shifting. I use werewolves cause in most fiction the were form is larger then the human form to some extent. while magic would sufice to explain it I was daydreaming and thought of another possibility.

My Idea is based on the science fiction of shrink rays. If say a tank is shrunk to the size of a toy my most explanations I've seen it would still have the same mass , and there for the same weight as the tank this being that shrink rays work on the concept that atoms are comprised of mostly empty space and if you could some how reduce the amount of empty space while maintaining the stability of the atom you get shrinkage

so my thought is the werewolfs extra mass is hidden in it's density. So when something shifts into a form thats larger then it it sacrifices it's density for that extra mass. Now since most creatures that can grow are strong in the larger forms, able to endure some intense punishment that means the human forms would need to be far more dense then your average human in order to make up for all that bio mass. How ever this would lead to some interesting problems. one being human form werewolves couldn't swim simply put being that dense they would sink like a stone. which would make for a good werewolf test, how ever if a 5 foot tall scrawny man weighs about 800 pounds, that would also be a dead give away and they would need to be almost constantly eating yough in a compact form they would still have all that extra biomass they'd need to fuel. also it would be much harder to hurt a shifter in human form I think the denser bode would stand up to damage better I think, course this wouild also make benificial things harder like surgery. they should also be able to deal out more damage in the human form I'd think. think about it due to there mass a punch from one would feel like getting hit with a sledge hammer. *same concept as disc world pictsies each one has the strength of a full grown man in the body the size of a gi joe"

Now I know my science isn't sound or real but I don't care this is a sciencefictional/ mad scientist explanation of a magical phenomenon so guys what do you think?

My mom and her fiance like to puff at the end of the day. not my thing but hey I've got my own vices not gonna begrudge them theres. any way I was in walmart the other day and was inspired for a prank.

some time soon on a cold night when my ma has the wood stove open cause she likes to watch the fire, hopefully after they've been puffing I'll spring my suprise. Its called funky flames, its a chemical to make the flames change colors.


"what are you talking about ma I don't see anything wrong, okay now I think you've had enough young lady"

*giggles*

now some folks might remember I've been working on a cyborg costume.

I never got the head right, and I wasn't happy with the body armor so I'm starting over with those

but first I'm gonna rebuild my robot hand

my original is this

http://www.furaffinity.net/full/1616620/

it works greatt but the wood clamps are heavey and it could hurt some one.

I'm building a new one using Cloroplast for claws, light weight and pretty durable I'm thinking of going with a three finger design similer to an Ork power claw.

http://www.clockworkbeetle.com/imag.....power_klaw.jpg

I'm taking the basic design and making it a little less Orky to fit the costume

my thoughts are should I use a scratch built manual hydraulic control for the claw *wouldn't be too bad I'd just need the right sized syringes* or should I go with springs pulling the claw open like in my clamps

springs would be cheaper, and easier but the hydraulics would be smoother and so damn cool

LOL
I was watching Rachel Maddow and they mentioned in a segment a stunt pulled at a music festival with a high neo nazi turn out. A group called Exit Deutschland handed out free t shirts with a crypto-racist slogan but after the first time the shirt was washed the images dissipated replaced with the message "What happened to your shirt can happen to you. We can help you break with right-wing extremism"

god god that's inspired,

http://boingboing.net/2011/08/10/se.....neo-nazis.html

I'm thinking of trying my hand at kinda a big project. I'm gonna try my hand at writing a novel, or at least a novella.

I've had the idea for a while now, well truthfully I've had a setting for a while now that I wanted to write a novel in.

My own unique take on a zombie Apocalypse

It's not going to be a furry story but I'm hopping to get the first chapter done sometime this month and posted here for critique

i've written some long stories in the past so maybe I can do this, I'm at least hopping I can.

I'm planing on doing some stuff I've never seen in zombie stories before, stuff I think human survivors would try but never seem to in any of the incarnations I've seen

I decided to post the first two pages of the opening so far here in the journal. I think this is going to be it for posts till the first chapter is done though.

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First off it’s not like the movies. We don’t know the exact how and why of the epidemic, but we can make an educated guess. It happened right after the meteors peppered the planet. They weren’t large but there was a lot of them, and while most burned up not all of them did and some of those that made it to land a number of them touched down in populated area’s. These were devastating, horrific disasters that lead to thousands of dead buried in the rubble.

We lived near such a city, Michael was a fireman and his unit headed out to help. I was so proud of him. I just knew my Michael was a hero running off to save the day. I was proud of our boy Jon as well. He knew his daddy was a hero and at 13 he was determined to be just like his Dad. It nearly broke the boy’s heart when we realized we’d never see him again.

That’s another reason we think the meteors had something to do with it. Most of us remember the news coverage, the soldiers in dirty clothes, the rescue workers and fire men digging through the rubble. The triumphant cry as a survivor was found, the media vultures closing in to show the heroes pulling the nearly dead moaning man from the rubble. It was merely luck that the camera was even facing the right way when it happened. An EMT was kneeling over the man trying to strap him to a back board when the wounded man leaned forward his loose hand surprising the paramedic enough to pull him in close. For a moment it looked like he was going to kiss the man who was there to save his life. But before any one could react there was a flash of broken teeth and a gush of blood as the man who’d lain under the rocks and dirt for three days tore out his rescuer’s throat. There was only a few more seconds of panicked footage before the video cut out but the scariest thing I remember from that broad cast was that while the world went mad around him that man just sat there and calmly chewed his mouthful of meat.

That was the beginning, at least that was the beginning here, in other places it might have started earlier or maybe later. Hell even here that one might not have been the first but that was the start of the panic. Nobody believed it at first, not even me and I’ve seen and read nearly every book and movie on the subject. We all talked about post traumatic stress, and how he’d been in sane with pain and lashed out. The words were comforting but I didn’t really believe it. The man hadn’t been in pain, he’d been calm as can be. I knew deep down something was wrong but like everyone else I refused to believe it. After that there was no more video from in impact sites on the news, but the internet, that was rife with stuff. Shaky cell phone movies showing some one lurching out an alley and dragging down a struggling man, or the snapshots of bloody mouthed vagrants carrying off some one. Videos, web casts, blogs of all types we full of stories about the horrors going on around the impact sites. The net work news kept saying it was all fine , and that despite the hoaxes and hysteria that some were sowing to prey on the gullible everything was going just fine with the recovery efforts

It was about this time I realized I’d never see Michael again. I very nearly broke down sobbing. But I had to be strong, I had to look out for Jon. I knew he still though his dad was coming home. He still thought his dad was invincible. I had to be strong for his sake. I’d stopped watching the news, it was all fake, and the sad part was everyone knew it even the anchors but they kept right on reading the garbage.

Id started to get ready. I was afraid of what might happen, we had some camping gear, some high quality surplus sleeping bags that my dad brought with him out of the army, and some camp fire cooking gear. I stashed them in my car, ready for a quick escape if need be. Over the course of a week I began filling the car with food. Boxes and cans, stuff that would keep, I tried to avoid the blind panic of some of my neighbors, I didn’t just blindly grab anything on the shelves, at first buying flats of the items that I felt might have the least wasted space. I skipped right over the soups, cans of pasta, or the stews. Bags of dried beans, and rice were carefully packed into the back of the station wagon along with flats loaded with cans of tuna, salmon and canned bread. The canned vegetables were a toss up there was a lot of water weight in them but I knew we should have the veggies and fresh wouldn’t last. Course as the stores started to run low I grabbed everything I could from pumpkin pie filling to fruit cocktail. For water I avoided the individual bottles so many people were scrambling for, instead filling the back seat with one, two, or three gallon jugs of the stuff, half of the time I’d just buy the jugs and fill them with tap water.

I kept the goods covered with a tarp and the car parked in the garage at night I used to trust my neighbors but the way things were going lately I’m not sure how far that trust would go so It was better not to tempt them. Plus the tarp hid the shot gun, a single shot 12 gauge my dad gave me when I was a kid, and small stash of mixed bird and buckshot ammo. In the glove compartment was a 357 magnum and its supply of bullets was kept in a large Tupperware container under passenger seat, and snuggled up to the console was a long steel crowbar. Some might say my paranoia was showing but it helped to be doing something rather then going back and forth to work everyday. I kept hopping I’d see the familiar old truck pull into the drive and see Michael’s smiling face, to hear him tell me how it was all just a couple of crazies and that people got all worked up over nothing. I hoped for that but I prepared for the worst.
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and no I'm not going to keep the first person going through the whole thing

I this in an articale this morning and had to share



Sgt. Maj. Micheal Barrett is the Marines’ top non-commissioned officer, and the senior enlisted adviser to Marine Corps Commandant Gen. James Amos. On a recent tour of bases he was questioned about the repeal of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.” Put his answer on your computer screen.

“Article 1, Section 8 of the Constitution is pretty simple,” the sergeant major told a group of Marines at a base in South Korea. “It says, ‘Raise an army.’ It says absolutely nothing about race, color, creed, sexual orientation. You all joined for a reason: to serve. To protect our nation, right?”

The Marines all answered yes.

“How dare we, then, exclude a group of people who want to do the same thing you do right now, something that is honorable and noble?”

Sgt. Maj Barrett talked about conversations he had with senior United Kingdom military officials. According to them, when they went to open service, the change brought out minimal disruptions.

“Get over it,” Barrett said. “We’re magnificent, we’re going to continue to be. … Let’s just move on, treat everybody with firmness, fairness, dignity, compassion and respect. Let’s be Marines.”

Hard to find fault with that.

My birthday is comming up and I know know what I want...

I want a maker bot

basicly the maker bot is personal rapid prototyping machine that builds small 3d objects. you can program it to build you any thing.

it makes it out of the same materials as leggos so its sturdy .

damn that would be so cool to have my half my project builds would be so much easier

course the asking price is 1200 bucks so I doubt I'll be getting one any time soon

well It looks like we will soon be invaded by cosmic ray irradiated squids from space.

Nasa has sent the first squid into space, this is a maneuver one columnist has dubbed a reverse Cthulhu, how ever this poor baby bobtail squid only has 28 hours to live.

the squid is part of an experiment, Nasa already knows that under zero g conditions harmful bacteria becomes more dangerous, so they are trying to see how zero g effects beneficial bacteria. they are studying the bacteria that let this particular breed of squid glow.

so they plan to let the squid live for 28 hours before being killed and I think flash frozen. all they hope before the cosmic rays turn him super strong.

I can't be the only one hopping that this little guy
http://dvice.com/assets_c/2011/05/b.....quid-62603.php
bursts free of his tank and shuttle jacks that ship

Yep this is a journal about tentacles. Now I really don't really go looking for naughty tentacle art, but I do come across it. and with my new fishy features. *waggles his ear tentacles* I got to thinking.

now in the naughty stuff I've realized never features suction cups. I guess they go for the smooth and steady probing appendage. but you'd think suction cupd would act ribbed for there pleasure.

Now I have suckers on mine. just little muscular grippers not the type some species have with teeth. but tell me do you think you could have fun with built in grippers?

Good god it doesn't rain but it pours...

well snows in this case

so in the middles of this new massive snow storm we get a letter from our isp saying we among 2098 other people are named as defendants and that the isp has been sued for our names and address so they can try and make us pay a couple thou in copyright infringement fees for a movie I didn't even know exists

hey guys sorry i've been so quiet I'm planning on being around more often

*hugs every one*

lots of stuff on my mind

Hi Hi all I've got an Idea for a music video I want to put together but I kinda need an artist willing to help

I'd be looking for some one who was willing to do a series of stills for a song stills telling the story. they wouldn't need to be to detailed and I'd be willing to do the coloring myself but I don't know If I could pay too much for the work.

if anyone's willing the song is Voltaire's Crusade
Its an anti war war song told by a father to his son, and thats how I wanted to portray it the story of a night going off to slay the horrid enemy only to find the beast was not what he'd be led to belive. a warning from one generation to the next

You can hear it here
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qVpvCAIO_-E


Long ago I went to war
To fight the scourge of Christendom
I held aloft my blessed sword
And said "By god, let them come!"

They said their eyes are red as flame
I heard it told, from hell they came
Their breath is fire their tongues are forked
Thus are the beast of dragon's gate

I heard my fathers words deep in my heart
Son know your enemy as i know my son

The fates were kind, they let me in
The dragons lair, the den of sin
I placed my sword upon it's heart
And with a prayer I thrust it in

The dragon fell upon the ground
'Twas then I heard a whimpering sound
A dragonling to his father clung
Who only fought to protect his young

I heard my fathers words deep in my heart
Son, know your enemy as i know my son

And now my son is off to war
To fight the new scourge of Christendom
He holds aloft his brazen sword
And says "Dad, let them come!"

He swears their eyes are red as flame
And heard it told from hell they came
Their breath is fire their tongues are forked
Thus are the men of Muslim faith

Son, hear your father clear deep in your heart
Son, know your enemy as I would have them know my son

Yesterday Democratic Congressman James Moran of Virginia to to the floor and shared a letter his office received from an army ranger still stationed over seas. an army ranger who happens to be gay.

I really thought this is something that should be shared

Sir,

This is indeed revolutionary stuff. Not the deliberate reconsideration of the DADT issue, but that you're actively encouraging such an adult, open dialog.

I'm one of your officers, currently deployed supporting a WIAS tasker and I look forward to my Division meeting up with me here in Afghanistan. My partner of 10 years and I have happily accepted the various assignments the Army has given me this past decade and have weathered my two 12-month-long and one 15-month-long deployments like, I would imagine, nearly every other couple - save for one detail: the partner I leave behind has no support from any official channels. He would be notified after my brother who is listed as my Emergency POC/NOK. After 10 years, my partner has earned the right to be told first about my death. He has earned the right to make my health emergency decisions. And, he has earned the right to be recognized for his sacrifices just as any other spouse. The exception being that he is not a spouse. We are not a recognized couple. And the very fact that he and I live in a marriage-like relationship could cause us to lose my pension and our financial security later in life.

As a former combat arms commander, I've had to face the DADT issue not just because I am gay - an imutable characteristic that is no more a choice for me than someone could choose their race - but because I've had 4 gay men in my command who I have known to be gay. I knew about two of them because they believed that living a lie was counter to their ethical charge as Soldiers. One was chaptered and the other was transferred. I knew about another because he was outed by an Evangelical roommate who had "baited" him into admitting it to him. He was not chaptered because we were a week from deploying and no one believed he really was gay. When he left the Army after we redeployed, he came back to tell me that indeed, he was gay. And, I knew about the fourth one because after he died of wounds from an IED, his partner of four years wrote me - not knowing my orientation - to tell me how much SSG ___ loved the Army, how we were the only family he'd ever known, and how much he appreciated the support of his fellow NCOs who knew about his personal life and whose spouses back home had taken care of him (the partner).

The "there's a gay dude looking at me in the shower/coming on to me in the fox hole" argument is a pathetic, lame canard. Having been through more than my share of the Army's best lodging - Ranger School comes to mind, as do the Hindu Kush, the desert in Iraq, and multiple Army gyms across world - I can tell you that the only thing I've ever thought about while showering was getting in and getting out. I'd be lying if I was to say that I've not worked with attractive people. We all have. But the difference between being an animal and a professional is, among other things, our ability to control ourselves. And, the only thing I've ever thought about in actual combat was living long enough to take care of my guys and to make it home alive.

Thank you for the opportunity to contribute to this ongoing discussion. And, I hope that if GEN Ham and his panel ask you what your opinion is, that you answer based on the facts, on the beliefs of this current generation of Soldier, and that you eschew the bigoted hypotheses of those who do not believe that the only way for Soldiers to truly be the Soldiers they are ethically charged to be, is to be honest with their buddies, honest with their chain of command, and honest to themselves.

V/r,

Mountain Soldier (fwd)

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3557142.....el_maddow_show

PS if you want to read the most rediculous claim in suport of DADT ever sheck this one out

http://www.365gay.com/news/group-cl.....gious-freedom/

Well I have a Job interview tomorrow

And I decided to look my best so I shaved my head and face laid out my interview clothes, and set my alarm.

It's not for anything major, it's a training supervisor at a air purifier factory but if I get it it'll be a steady pay check and a big enough one that I'll be able to build up a nest egg and get my own apartment.

My mom thinks it's a scam, a way to get people in there to try and fill out there sales positions. I realy hope not but if at any time they mention working on commision I'm out. I know me and I can't do sales.

Anyway wish me luck folks.

PS
Razor burn on the top of your head with a 20 below wind chill hurts like a son of a bitch

Well I do

I was laying in bed yesterday, I was listening to some Stephen Lynch songs, and deciding which ones I wanted on the comedy rotation of my music player.

Anyway as I'm listening the song Kill a Kitten starts playing. and just as the music starts playing salem snuggles up next to me purring his ass of to kill a kitten.

I'm a little worried about him


when the game of life makes you feel like quiting it helps a lot if you,
kill a kitten
mark my words cause from were im sitting you cant go wrong if you,
kill a kitten
theres no crime that you'll be commiting, i know the law you can,
kill a kitten
and if you need yarn for that scarf you're knitting you'll get pleanty if you,
kill a kitten

feed it turpin-tine
or break its spine,
crush it with your shoe
as long as you
kill a kitten

if the one you love isn't quite as sh-mitting, she'll like you more if you
kill a kitten
and i quote the bible cause that's where it's written "if ye loveth jesus ye must
kill a kitten"

flush him down the can,
hit him with your van,
throw him at a train,
make him snort cocaine,
drown him in a lake,
bake a kitty cake,
sick some TNT,
up his cat booty,
do what you must do,
as long as you
kill a kitten

killing kittens isnt easy
if the thought makes you feel quzzy
grab a pitch fork from the shed
and kill a puppy dog instead

Well I was just dubing around and I stumbled across an interesting set of comics

I came across a 3 issue re imagining of Batman by the Hellboy creators.

It's called The Doom That Came to Gotham.
http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/b.....gotham/1-1.jpg

It's a really interesting take on the batman myth set in a lovecraftian 1920's Gothem

It includes many familer bat foes and allies scene through a lovecraftan lens

The Penguin, Twoface, Freeze, Poison Ivy, Ra's Al Ghul, all three robins, and Green Arrow and even Etriggan

It's really rather cool.

So tell me folks has anyone out there stumbled across some cool but odd comics?

Here we have leaked video of the government interrogating a bearded foreigner, caught sneaking into the us with out a passport and a number of suspicious packages

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6yUCbqAGrg

Hey folks

well recently I stumbled across an MMO called Earth Eternal

It's a little basic but it's still in beta testing. It's also free, and quite a bit of fun.
The story takes place after human extinction. The story is fantasy, sword and sorcery but with out the trappings of elves and dwarves, but there are 22 differnt races6 of the races are of a magical sort, clockwork men, demons, yeti, but the other sixteen are furries. Deer, mouse, bunny, cats foxes, owls, lizards, and lors more.

It lets you modify fur color and the like pretty extesivly but you are only allowed 3 difernt body types. Muscular, normal and chubby, and three eye types.

your equipment is also pretty extensive with a selection of pants, vests gloves collors, belts. Another cool bit is if you find a piece of armor you like the look of but it's stats are low, you can take it to a armor refurbisher and transfer armor from a new set to the one you like the looks of.

It's only got 4 differnt classes to choose from

Knights, Basic offensive types, Knights can fight with weapon and sheild or a two handed weapon, like a great axe or mace. Knights also get ranged attcks in the form of bows. Interestingly enough it lets you equip a ranged weapon and a close quarters weapon at the same time, you can switch between them easily in combat

Rogues, your basic sneaky thief, though I haven't played one yet I do know that roagues are the only class that can duel wield weapons. Daggers, katar and the like. They also can equip thrown weapons shuricak and pioson darts.

Mages, again not sure what exactly goes into this one one, offensive magics, basic wizardly stuff. Restricted to light armors, and staff weapons

Druids are healers who specialise in ranged combat. Skilled with the bow and rrow as well as the forces f nature. It's one I've gotta try some time

the story seems to involve an intersting mix of mythology's incorporating the Titans of greek myth with fairie folk. The over arching story seems to involve an invasion from anouther nation, mixed with dangerous mystics trying to call up some evil power.

The other nation seems to be eygition, they are called Anubians. Jackal me, though they also have massive gorilla slaves.

There are lots of mosnters wandering around too giant crabs, animated plants, elementals, quackatrice, and the like.

So far It's alot of fun. and I hope you folks might try it out, maybe you'll like it

http://www.eartheternal.com/

Guess what

The bunny is laid off

My boss pulled me aside tonight and told me not to come in tomorrow

christ this sucks

well I'v got 400 in the bank so I can probably keep up my car payments for a bit

Well The new season of venture brothers has started up and it seems to be off to a pretty good start.

After last seasons ending I was wondering how they would do it but It's comming along nicely

The loss of 24 was a big shocker to me, as was Brock's resignation.

Still with the new season comes a new body gaurd... Sargent Hatred in fact. I wonder if the hover tank will be back

Hank has a new look, and I think it realy helps him out

And we even have a new helper... though who knows if he'll stay that way. Helpers head mounted on the giant walking eye.

Though the venture folks seem to have a thing for pedophilia humor With Sargent hatred it's sort of understandable but he was a villain and is actively trying to keep it under control but in the second ep they introduce the occasionally referred to Captain Sunshine.

With Cap it's real creepy because not only is he a hero, but every one seems to know what he is from the man on the street "He'll clean up the streets in no time, just so long as he keeps away from my kids know what I mean" to other hero's "Oh cap not another one" "This time it's perfect he's an orphan" even the villains know, which lets the monach royaly mind fuck the guy.

Brock's only shown up in the first ep and I must say I rather liked the chubby brock in the middle of it.

Over all it looks like a good start
what do you folks think

Hello folks The climate here in main is getting alittle heated with the upcoming referendums and well there is only one question on the ballot that's really got my panties in a twist (and thats hard since I wear boxers). Here in maine The issue is question one. the referendum to repeal maines newly created gay marrige bill.

A yes vote removes the right to marry and a No vote keeps it.

I can already hear the confused folks muttering.

It's intersting in away because alot of the groops behind the prop 8 vote in cali are here now pouring money into my state

Hell Nom recently got into campainge finace trouble for all the out of state money it's heaping on the pile. It seems the yes people are realy pounding away too. with the anti gaay adds numbering atleast 3 to 1

but it's the tone that strikes me most looking at the ads.In the No campainge you get families talking about, how mainers are an indepentendant bunch who trust there niehbors and value everyones rights. It's an upbeat feeling and postitive tone

and in the yes ads you usualy have 1 person looking right at the camera glowering, a teacher or a lawyers saying this is bad the sky will fall and dinasour riding nazi'swill take over the state unless you do something. I think I may have made part of that up but I'm sure ou get my drift.

I just wonder when push comes to shove which side will win

It seems the same old Prop 8 chestnuts have been rolled out. The Gay will be taught in school!!! Gasp!!!

I wonder how that works since I wasn't taught the straight in school myself (sure there was the health class sex ed stuff but really I learned more sneaking my dad's penthouse.

one thing that anoy's me more then anything else is when people say it's a chioce. I certainly don't remember choosing to be gay, but lets put that aside so what if it's a chioce people make chioces every day that are protected by there government. in fact most of the people screaming about same sex marrige are sheltering behind a govenment protected chioce.

And by that I mean Religion. Religion is a choice, youn arn not genetically encoded to be catholic, or jewish, or muslim, or Buddhist. But this chioce has been enshrined in the US constitution, and is protected through out the nation. Hell this chioce is used repeatedly as a bludgen by people all over this nation to try and limit other peoples chioces, simpley because acourding to there world veiw they might choose wrong.

*shrugs*

So can some one tell me if my being gay was a chioce I made how come it's some how less deserving of protection then your choice to be catholic?

sorry folks if this confuses anyone it's 2 am here, so I could be ramblign and am probably not in my best form. Having read the next days letters to the editor (the newspapers post them on the web at 1 am) I felt the need to vent my spleen. but if anyone has an answer to this question I'd love to hear it

Well on mondayMy boss never showed up for work

We all assumed it was nothing major, maybe something came up, or maybe she was sick or her phone doesn't work.

Well she never called never returned any calls or messages.

We heard today she's now in DC, she called one of the managers at another store but still won't talk to the owners.

The realy weaird bit is that now the owners need a new manager so they are looking to hire from with in


It looks like there are only 2 folks in the store who realy stand a chance to to get the position and I happen to be one of them...

Granted I've only worked there for 4 months but they have talked to me about becomeing a assistant manager. So I'm guessing it's Me and Cliff in the running

Welp thats another one I'll miss.

Oh well I wonder if it's to late to get my registration payment back

*pouts*

Well on the good side this means I can use the money I was squirling away for FF to cover the laptop I need. My old one has, to quote a colloquial maine term, Shit the bed. So I do need a replacement. I've got my eye on a replacement nw I just have to keep putting my money towards it

Hello all

I'm hopping to go to fur fright this year but I'm having alittle trouble finding a place to bed down for the night. Does anyone have any room for a bunny?

I'm a clean and pleasent roomie, I'm willing to sleep on the floor, and I'll pay for my share of the room, and I'll probably be bringin some yummy yummy baked goods to share with my roomies.

So if you've got room. or no some one who has room pleaase send them my way

*hugs for everybunny*