Here's a couple links to my Halloween flavored commissions

https://www.furaffinity.net/view/54407282/

https://www.furaffinity.net/view/25433716/

Apologies to those I flooded with favs while going through my backlog. 2447 days worth of smut, all the way to 12/31/18.

It was honestly a little sad to go back that far. So many people I used to talk with, artists who would post regularly, just gone. No way of knowing if they are living their best life, or, you know, not. I didn't realize how many people I missed until they were gone.

I suppose I was the one at fault for not bothering to read the rules regarding AI. I knew enough not to post it but didn't think it would be a problem linking to it via a journal. The 'powers that be' deleted the journal and I got a boiler plate note admonishing me for my efforts. I guess if anyone wants to see AI skunk, you'll just have to search for my F-list.

I'm very sorry to the people who have left me notes that I haven't responded to. Work has been especially busy lately and I just don't have the mental capacity to juggle my RL with my online life.
I PROMISE, I will get back to you. Please be patient with me.

That's amazing. I wish I could do something for the person who hits that number.

This one isn't missing as much as not posted. And I'm not sure I want to post it.
I was in a multiple YCH commission with a few other guys. I figured the body types in the sketch would change in the final product depending on the participants. Boy, was I wrong. In the end, I looked like a freak'n bat with a cock like pencil. It's been a year and I'm still miffed over it.

I just wanted to say thank you to all of you and I hope I can meet all your expectations for big black skunk dong in the future.

I'll be there. If you can find me, say hello.
I think my badge says Tristan, or maybe Trist.

While digging through some old porn in my archives I came across (Ha!) a very old sketch I wasn't aware I had. I tracked the artist down and, in his scraps, was said sketch. Seems he was waiting on the OK from the commissioner, not me, to finish it 9 years ago. If there is no final form, then maybe I will just post the sketch.

Ah-ha! I knew I was missing a commission in my gallery! Only took me 6 freak'n years to realize it though. I'll be adding it soon, when I have some extra time.

I've been listening to one certain song while looking at one particular commission of mine. I think they fit perfectly together. In fact, this may just be the song I will be associating with my narcissistic skunk.


http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5252083/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9h55mdF4lw

I finally located the link to the site where I'm being whored off. Of course, I mean that in only the best possible way! Break out your credit cards, spend a little cash and you can own this hot little ass of mine.

https://inkedfur.com/print/tristan-.....v=7516fd43adaa

https://inkedfur.com/print/tristan-.....v=7516fd43adaa

https://inkedfur.com/print/tristan-.....v=7516fd43adaa

Leave reviews. Give me a certifiably fresh rating. Buy one for you. Your boyfriend. Your girlfriend. Your girlfriend's grandmother. The postman. Your stylist. Your 6th grade teacher.

Black never goes out of style!

I'll be adding some art back to my gallery some time this weekend.

I was an idiot for removing it in the first place.

Hurry hurry one and all.
It's the last day of the con and your last chance to meet a skunk.
I'll be floating with the badge 'Tristan' on.

I think I'm finally fed-up with being a doormat and allowing people to walk all over me. I've been the nice guy all my life and it's gotten me no where, literally. I'm tired of allowing others to do as they wish because I'm too afraid of losing an internet 'friend'.

The stalkers and creepers who have encountered me are allowed to stick around because I'm too much of a pussy to hurt their feelings by blocking their asses. The long-time 'friends', who I never met in person, string me along emotionally and I give in because, maybe, this will be the night they say 'hello' and ask how I am doing. Of course, that hasn't happened in 6 months but it MIGHT happen tonight.

Forgotten birthdays and holiday wishes. Can't get mad, or upset or hurt over those. People have real lives that matter and it's okay if they forget I exist on the one day out of the year that means something to me. Just like it doesn't bother me that I've known someone for 10+ years but they ignore me in every tweet or journal and opt for someone exciting they met last week.

Fuck the people I keep on Skype, who haven't spoken to me in months, because I don't want to be the bad guy by deleting their contact. Yeah, you manage to respond to my greeting but nothing else. I reach out, you give me the minimum, and I should keep bothering with you why?

Just like fuck the asshole who promised to come over for a visit. I rush-cleaned the house just for him. And he didn't have the decency to text me that he couldn't make it. Yeah, I didn't mind sitting there for three hours waiting to hear from you.

I'll go out of my way to make someone else feel wanted, welcomed and special but rarely get any of that returned. No more. I'm going to be an asshole like everyone else from now on.

== Results from http://bdsmtest.org/ ==
97% Primal (Hunter)
96% Switch
93% Voyeur
89% Dominant
88% Sadist
84% Rigger
84% Non-monogamist
81% Degrader
71% Brat Tamer
69% Experimentalist
65% Master/Mistress
58% Exhibitionist
53% Submissive
45% Masochist
45% Owner
43% Daddy/Mommy
43% Vanilla
40% Rope Bunny
27% Brat
26% Pet
26% Ageplayer
21% Primal (Prey)
12% Girl/Boy
10% Slave
10% Degradee
See my results online at http://bdsmtest.org/result.php?id=1205743

From  evilfawx

Comment below and I'll tell you things about you... or, if I don't know you I'll just make something up.

I will:

1. Tell you what animal/creature you remind me of.
2. Tell you what color I think fits you.
3. Tell you how I feel about you.
4. Insult you.
5. Tell you my favorite OC of yours. (If you have one...)
6. Tell you what season you remind me of.
7. Tell you what food you smell like in my head.
8. Think of a random nickname for you.
9. Tell you what element you remind me of.
10. Ask you to put this in your journal without using the word 'tag'

Shamelessly stolen from  evilfawx who shamelessly stole it from
 konubadger

It's been ten long months since my last journal but I finally have something positive to write about.
I got my CDL today.
It is required by the company I work for to obtain a CDL in the first year of employment or they terminate you. I started in September, started on my CDL in January and FINALLY got it this afternoon. It took so long for a couple of reasons:
1. I didn't have the extra $800 to spend on the DMV testing and the driving classes.
2. Driving is one of the things that makes me anxious and I dragged my feet.

What makes today especially significant is that the DMV is making the test, starting early July, ALOT harder. For my test, all I had to do was a 32-point Pre-trip inspection, a Straight-line Backup, Alley Docking and Righthand Turn. Next month, the Pre-trip is going up to 94 points and you have to open the hood single handed and point things out. Along with what I mentioned above, the DMV is including a leftside/rightside parallel parking and a couple other things I can't remember. What it boils down to is that if I didn't pass my test today, TODAY, I would have been royally screwed. If you fail, you have to wait two weeks to retest and it doesn't seem like the DMV is testing in two weeks. I may have passed by a single point (I got 10 points out of 11, the 11th would have failed me) but a pass is a pass.

I get to keep my job come September.

This journal is going to be a few things for me. It's going to be my vent. It's going to my lens, so I can see the past 11 months with some focus. But, most of all, it's going to give the people who know about me an explanation into that subject 'I don't want to talk about'.

From 1/2010 through 6/2013 I was a sub-contractor for the local power company. I worked outside, year-round, providing safety for their substations and switchyards. I was under contract: Work for 9-12 months, get 3 months off, come back to work. I could be let go any time, for any reason, WITHOUT the reason being given to me. I took my work serious. Only missed 2 days of work (one for the flu, one because I couldn't get my '98 Civic out of the snow), and was only late once. I never turned down going to the sites they sent me to. Always had my paper work. Never fell asleep. Was never on the phone but answered it everytime for work purposes.

January 2013 I slipped on ice and landed on my right wrist. I contacted #1 of 6 company bosses, who told me to contact my contracting employer, who told to go to the nearest medical center. I drove myself the 2 miles. Got x-rayed, was given a soft cast, drove back to work, and worked the rest of the day. It was merely a minor fracture. Fine. Two weeks later I go for another x-ray someplace else, was given a different removable cast, no big deal. My contract ended in June 2013. Was told I'd be hired back.

September I get a call from co-workers, waking me up, wondering why I wasn't in orientation with them.

I had lost my job.



I can't describe what I felt. How sick I was. The panic and disbelief of not having work. Of losing the job I liked, with the people I liked because I reported an injury. I was out of my contract so the companies involved had no legal right to inform me but it's the fact that I wasn't given any 'under the table' heads up that killed me. I could have had two and a half extra months to be looking for a job instead of waiting to get called back to the one I lost. I didn't eat for 36 hours.

I still had unemployment. With my job I was making $19.88 an hour, sometimes working 80+ hours a week, while getting paid mileage. My NJ Unemployment was maxed out. I was making $550 a week sitting on my ass. Which was okay. I wasn't hurting for money, I could buy food and afford my monthly bills of approximately $1800. I had savings plus a great deal of money in stocks and bonds. I was still on a cushion, financially speaking.

My unemployment ran out the first week of 2014.

I got a letter in December saying I was granted an extension. Then Congress wouldn't pass said extension, so my letter was moot. (For those of you who are hardcore Right-wing Republicans who think your tax money is being pissed away, well, fuck you. There are people in this country that require assistance for legitimate reasons.) I was left to my savings for.

During all of this I was trying to get back into the power company as a full-fledged Union member. This is how it works: Wait for them to post a pre-employment test. Sign-up for it. Wait to be selected. Wait for test. Take test. Pass all its parts. Wait for corresponding job to be posted.

I've taken all tests posted and pasted all on my first try (people I've spoken to say that is fucking impossible. Most take these tests multiple times). I applied to five jobs a month, the maximum their website allows. From September to July I applied to about 55 postings. In the mean time my father was supporting me. He paid off what I owed on my new AC unit, as well as giving me money toward my mortgage. There were rumors that the company was going on a hiring spree in early Spring. I thought I could wait it out until them. Just a few more months. Well they didn't get their budget passed.

I took a 20-hour a week job with Lowe's for less than $11 an hour in late June.

It was the only place I could find that would hire me and I will be eternally grateful to them for it. I've always respected people in retail because I thought it was something I could never do. Having to be fake-friendly with ignorant and stupid customers was a thought that made me ill. Turns out I was wrong. The customers have been great and I adore the people I work with. My smile is only 15% fake when I greet a shopper.

The week of July 14th I get contacted not just by the power company but by a second company I didn't even apply to asking me to come in for job interviews. And I cried.

The second company I didn't like at all and I walked away knowing I didn't get the job.

I had better hopes with the power company's interview.

An hour ago they called and said I was being offered the job.

I cried again.

Heading out to AC tomorrow but will be spending tonight with friends.

I'll be staying in the Westin and rooming with  captroo  v-smok and  tyrlion

Those of you going who have my cell number can call or text me.
Those going who don't have my number can reach me through Twitter, provided the app on my phone works.
https://twitter.com/TristanMephit

"Susanne Atanus, Who Blames Gay Rights For Tornadoes, Wins GOP Nomination For Congress"
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/.....usaolp00000592

For those of you in Tornado Alley, I apologize profusely for the dick I sucked over the weekend. I will be setting up a relief fund for the survivors of the 2014 Tornado Season. I sincerely hope that those of you who live will find forgiveness in your hearts.

Can someone explain to me this new wave of departures?
I really want to make some kind of smartass comment but I honestly don't have enough information to compose said comment.

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5220115/

 tktktk is doing an open call for rod and tackle. Check out the above posted link

So, I'm back to this old chestnut again. Those of you who remember the issues I had with a previous popufur-artist a few years ago with no doubt find similarities with this new artist. Again, this artist will not be named but where the first artist was a 'popufur' this one is a POPUFUR and hence I want to avoid white knighting by people who have nothing better to do than defend the producers of their spank material.

I had commissioned this artist before AnthroCon to do a two character X-rated piece for a friend and I. I was elated to snag a slot. This artist is on my list of Must-Have-Commissions. I've had work by Peritian, Onta, and Sneakerfox and Tokifugi and this artist is the last on that list.

It was $80 up front with the promise the piece would be done prior to, or during, AC. No problem. As AC approached, I was told that the piece would be finished during the con, and if I could provide my cell number, the artist would contact me when they finish. Again, no problem. During AC I meet the artist, they say, FOR SURE, by the end of the con. They have 2 commissions left from the original batch and was saving mine and another's for last because our's was the smallest to do. Sure, I get it bud, just text me when you can.

AC comes and goes with no results. The first FA journal the artist posts states that they aren't taking commissions, or streaming, or doing anything until a few things are settled in their life first. Right...

Nearly 4 months later and I got nothing but a rough sketch (originally sent to me before AC). I sent this artist a note a few days after the con which STILL hasn't even been read. It's sitting in my Out Box marked as FA does to show it hasn't been open. And in this time, the artist has been streaming multiple times a month, bouncing back and forth between his mundane account and his fetish account. Now, I don't believe these streams are for commissioners, rather, for the artist's own stuff and for the furry porn site they belong to.

I don't want to start a ChargeBack via PayPal but it's an option that, I fear, I will end up having to use when the time comes. I plan on taking the correct approach and contacting this artist a few more times both through FA and their email. But my hopes aren't high.

And, for the love of god, if you know who I am talking about, keep that information to yourself. Don't mention the name of this artist, or the name of the pervious artist I've had issues with. I don't want to start a war, I'm only looking for some advice.

Wanted to make this public:

I make a damn fine apple pie.

I make a damn fine fruit cake.

And I can now add pumpkin pie (made with honest-to-God, real life, store-bought pumpkins) to my list of what's 'damn fine'.

That is all.