I have been gone for a while and I wanted to make this quick and simple. I am really poor and have no time to pay attention to this page however when I do get the time to I will upload when I can. I am still writing though as an outlet for stress and I do draw, however I got rid of my scanner due to financial issues and those are continuous so I will be away. Sorry to disappear but now you know...

I want to be active again, but every time I whip out the d-pad my brain goes bye bye. Although I do have one idea that I found amidst the trash of my belongings, I am going to say that I cannot expect much from myself, I have been not active for far too long.

I'll give this a shot!


RULES :
1. Pick one of your OCs.
2. Fill in the interview as if you were your OC.
3. Tag four people to do this meme!
4. Tell people that they been tagged with a link from your journal.

OC picked: Jake (T. Lorn)

1. What is your name?
Jake, or so I am told... :/

2. Do you know why you were named that?
I didn't know my name cause my bf hit me over the head with a frying pan.

3. Single or taken?
Taken.

4. Have any abilities or powers?
Not by choice I am a shapeshifter.

5. Stop being a Mary Sue!
What?

6. What's your eye color?
Brown.

7. How about hair color?
Brown.

8. Have you any family members?
Mom & Dad

9. Oh? How about pets?
No pets.

10. That's cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don't like.
Witches.

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?
I own a bar... does drinking with the mayor count as a hobby?

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?
yes.

13. Ever… killed anyone before?
y-es...

14. What kind of animal are you?
A monster... ... ...

15. Name your worst habits.
Do I have to?

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?
Darwin.

17. Are you gay, straight, or bisexual?
I had a girlfriend once, and a boyfriend. I guess I am Bisexual.

18. Do you go to school?
Homeschool, but that was years ago.

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?
I did once.

20. Do you have fangirls/fanboys?
What?

21. What are you most afraid of?
Myself.

22. What do you usually wear?
Something comfortable, but I love baggy clothes, especially when its windy.

23. What's one food that tempts you?
Is whiskey a food?

24. Am I annoying you?
You're making me uncomfortable.

25. Well, it's still not over!
...

26. What class are you (low class, middle class, high class)?
High class.

27. How many friends do you have?
Three.

28. What are your thoughts on pie?
Never had it.

30. Favorite drink?
I told you, WHISKEY!

31. What's your favorite place?
In bed, I can cover myself and disappear, or have sex.

32. Are you interested in anyone~?
Darwin.

33. That was a stupid question.
It's kind of annoying.

34. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?
I can't swim.

35. What's your type?
???

36. Any fetishes?
When Darwin uses magic to turn himself into a woman and we have sex.

37. Seme or uke?
What?

38. Camping or indoors?
Both, more preferably indoors cause its warm.

39. Tag People!

I lost 28 pages today, I had a publishing agent in line and now I have to rewrite the whole thing from page 29, this wouldn't be a problem accept I feel incredibly sad and sick, every time I think about it my eyes well up. This is the 6th time I have lost this story and I don't know what force is behind it. Chapters 17 & 18 meant a lot to me, I got a lot done that I have to rewrite from scratch, I was behind on my own deadline anyways and now that I caught up I lost it all and no matter what I do I can't seem to pull it bac up, I wish I knew computers better than I do.

I had stopped writing for two days to give rest and today on my lunch when I wrote it, I tried to save what I had and AbiWord completely destroyed almost 30 pages. I returned to work in tears, my head was numb, I was thirty minutes late. ... ...

I suppose I could start pulling it up here, but with some artwork disappearing... I don't want my story to get stolen. I have a thumb drive but I can't access it anymore. I had this problem with my old computer as well, it refused to allow me to access it, I have a drop-sinking gut feeling that the original 28 pages are on it and I can't even get to it... on top of that, there's less than a week left before I have to leave my seasonal job, my car is in the shop, everyone around me is packing but I cant cause I have no where to put my shit and its supposed to start snowing on Monday, I need to get off the mountain and to my uncle's house and family's not helping me through any of this...

Maybe this is why I feel so shitty.. {?)

IS IT POSIBLE FOR SOMEONE TO HACK...

THAT'S A STUPID QUESTION NOW ISN'T IT?!

DON'T MAKE ME DROP THE N-BOMB, WHOEVER YOU ARE! I KNOW MY WORK ISN'T TOP NOTCH BUT THAT GIVES YOU NO RIGHTIF YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TAKE MY IDEAS AND USE THEM AS YOUR OWN.

I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN, SPAM THE CUNT OUT OF YOUR PAGE, SUE YOUR ASS, TAKE EVERYTHING FROM YOU, DIP SHIT ASSWIPE FUCKWAD!!!

YOU'RE A PEDOPHILE, THATS RIGHT, YOU'RE A LOWLY PEDOPHILE NOW. I BET YOU EAT LITTLE GIRL CROTCH FOR BREAKFAST, YOU LIKE THAT DON'T YOU

YOU KNOW WHAT IN YOUR SPARE TIME IN STEAD OF STEALING FROM OTHER PEOPLE, WHY CAN'T YOU SPEND YOU TIME MOLESTING CHILDREN, STEALING ART IS WORSE THAN THAT, STEALING IDEAS IS BULLSHIT!

So my question is, what would a conflic cutie mark look like? Woul it be a BASH symbole or a lightening bolt, Im curious. I tend to get into a lot of arguments since its so close to end of the summer season at working for a national park, yet then again I havent gotten into many for the summer... I have had one major conflict since every other person has left so only the assholes are left I would like to know...

I have to write it now. I always keep my dreams close to me but this one was solid and may become something in the future.

So as a kid this elder gentleman of fifty, married, has a family, is a stable lawyer, right, well he gets hit on the head from a tray at a restaurant and ends up in the hopital where he wakes up and everything is ok, but not ok. See when he was younger ass a child he got heavy into clowns, his whole room was decked out with them and his parents didn't seem to think anything of it until he started to dress like one and then dressed like a jester and went to school. In the third grade he got hit with a text book, a thick one by accident and when he woke up he was fine, the hit turned him into what every parent could have wanted in a child; a normal healthy boy who was right on the line and got good grades, went to college, met the woman of his dreams and years later would lead a successful life. Back to what happened, he starts acting all weird and dresses back as a jester, takes his life's saving to turn his backyard into a circus.

That's a load! That's a future project after my current book. Call it Roger Norse.

I HIGHLY APOLOGIZE FOR MY DISAPPEARENCE! The reason being is that I work for a DOUCHEBAG company that for a while prohibited this site AND cock blocked my internet use! IT WASN'T FAIR!!! Problem is hopefully fixed though, once again I am sorry for disappearing! OH AND I GOT PT SAI!!

It has been on my mind for a while now, I want my art to go in a new direction, a humorous one and I have a name picked out for it already, I'll keep my name for ref of my old art until I can properly move everything into scraps, I'll post it when I decide to do the move.

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It has been done, I am now TheSugarFreeBanana
http://www.furaffinity.net/user/the.....garfreebanana/

I swear this wind is SO OBNOXIOUS, my aunt opened all the window cause its like 70 outside but the gusts... I'm in Pheonix OR and I thought by leaving Reno that that would be one of the things I left behind. This is seriously starting to piss me off.

BTW: Anyone know of any furry group or meet up sites? I know meetup . com and the locator but I only found 3 of them and they're all an hour away from my current location, I'm alone here... They're probably hiding. -meh~

A short story one of my characters tell as she lies on the floor to keep warm, fearing this may be her last time alive she tells the tale to her brother. I haven't a name for it yet...

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There once was a king who had a son who was rude beyond reason; the boy was so spoiled that when he grew up he became selfish and harassed the guards to the point that none wanted to serve him. Even the servants refused until not even his own mother wanted to be near the prince. Putrid was his vice, so one day on the boys nineteenth birthday, finally emotionally stressed and fed up himself the king refused his son the right of diplomatic immunity and called out to his kingdom; ‘I am giving you the chance to teach my son what it means to be selfish, if he continues to act the way he does I myself will banish him.’ With those orders said the hunt was on.

The guards ravaged him, the sorcerers tortured him splitting him apart where he lie and put him back together again; the servants threw rotten food in his way—the villagers emptied their chamber pots when he walked by, even the shelter less tossed their shoes at him until he fled—unable to understand why—before he managed to reach the palace to the king the guards caught him and took him out into the woods, beating him until he fell to the ground, his eyes closing he watched them leave.

A traveling merchant and his daughter found the prince a day and a half later when their horse refused to walk past a large clump of dirt, taking his shovel the father pierced the ground but stopped shortly after finding hair and dug carefully around the body of the boy. It took weeks for him to heal but when he’d awakened he found the daughter and over time spending with them had learned to not be selfish then returned to the castle and married her. Some time later, elderly in their age, their children grown up and married—the wife passed away. Heart broken and worried the prince had done all he could for his children by teaching them kindness and fled into the woods where his body had been discovered years later with a note attached to his hands asking if he were to be found that he’d be taken back to the palace and buried next to his wife, his love, his rock of strength.

This morning I had a dream, it told the tale and was quite convincing of two individuals; (I am saving this now) anyway, there was an evil queen who wanted the throne to herself, she had a son and looked upon him with only her own ambition in mind. The queen from a neighboring kingdom had also a son of the same age and so she chose to take his heart which was as dark as her own and replace the good queen's son's heart with that of her own son's. Years later, the two prince's one being born of golden hair and the other of obsidian--the king and queen of the good nation had noted something off of their son, the golden haired prince, had begin to change by his eighteenth birthday.

His body morphed into that of a prime devil, his skin changed his body rapidly grew into a dragon-kind beast, while the dark queen had noticed her dark haired son had become kind and affectionate. a year later after fighting off the dark soldiers who were cast off for being what they were, the dark queen's own son--his body--he heard of the dark events going on to the valley of the north and rode his mighty shadow steed to meet with the devil only to find him transform back into HIS own body, the two hearts had met and compromised each other, the golden haired prince transformed back into his normal body--a full human self and while the two whose bodies had each others hearts remained in close contact, so they remained on even terms...

In the future I plan to do something about this story, it is far too good to let go!

So my supervisor asked me today, if you could be a thing, what would you be?

I gave it some thought and looked all around me in the kitchen today and when he came back, I said I would be a sink.

Why a sink? Well, because when a sink gets clogged you have to call a plumber OR you can do it yourself. I would be a sink because a sink gets A LOT of attention, if I were to get clogged be that hair or garbage a plumber would come to rescue me, poor his chemicals down my throat, screw me open, screw me closed, take me apart stick his tool in my hole jiggle it to loosen me up, put me back together or buy me new parts---must I go on?

So, what THING would you want to be?

Yay, I am moving, going to be away from the comp for a little while so i wont be able to do any 'watching' like I do. I am still writing, my computer is being a butt about the internet and after either the 24 or 25th of next month I will be cut dry of the net.

I lost SAI, I had to toss it, the abilities it gave me were fun to the brim and I had a nice wonderful line up of lovely images, one being that I lost my Valentines Day piece which had a ton of detail andIamstillnothappyaboutlosing! Anyway I am selling some of my things (whatever is left which isn't very much large items) I am KEEPING MY KITTY, (my aunt told me she would take him)

SO... ... ... Where it is that I am going? I am moving to Oregon, Crater Lake National Park to be exact. I have family in both Medford and Pheonix Oregon, my aunt is in Pheonix which is only two hours away from where I will be working and living.

I have worked for this company before, Xanterra, and happily they PROVIDE EMPLOYEE HOUSING!!! $8.50 a day and if I managed to remain working there for the six month season I'll get that money back in the form of a NICE pleasant check PLUS the money back I spend on employee lunch/break/dinner... SOUVENIRS! So happy! I'll also be able to save up for the thing Ive been wanting since Christmas... a LAPTOP!

Every time I get bopped in the head I turn into a total bitch, this happened at my first job and my memory turned into scrambled eggs; today I got hit with not one, not two but THREE metal pans, one in the ear one on the head and one on the head and my shoulder on top of that a co-worker I don't get along with and I got into an argument cause he moved my belongs and didn't bother to tell me where he placed them, I found them before I left thankfully!

Anyway, this has been going on for some time now, he moves my stuff and doesn't tell me, I get mad and its game on from that point, I have tried working things out with him but he just refuses to listen to anything I say, he's 16 years old and is a very arrogant child, I told him this to his face, I also told him that he had no room to treat me like garbage which he has been doing since day one--I try to get along but there's zero effort on his part. I am neck deep in shits creek with my boss as it is for every argument that breaks out; he acts cool with other employees but when it comes to me he treats me like crap.

All this is because a year ago one of his dad's friends got fired, everyone in the kitchen was calling me a fucking bitch in mexican and I understood what they had been saying. This year he's been telling his son to piss me off and its not fair that I can't proove that they are trying to get me fired by pissing me off.

Expect some videos in the near future from me, I want this harassment documented.

I posted this on my facebook page and got a negative feedback, the law is the law apparently, I disagree this man was raised in a time when it was unaccepted, he is getting up in his years and has chosen to be strong in his beliefs. One Colorado man is facing HARD prosecution for deciding to not make a wedding cake for a same sex couple; after the Judge orders the baker to serve gay couples despite his religious beliefs, I'm agnostic, I have gay friends and I grew up and was raised by my grand parents who were raised to believe what this man believes in, I don't prosecute them for what they believe in because the tradition belief is 2000 years old and the whimpering of most American children began in the nineties. The attack on the elderly has spiraled out of control in the last twenty-three years. You know who you are, you choose to have your choice words, but yet you can visit family and your grandparents with no guilt, are you just DEALING with them or is your family connection tighter than what today's adult children have thrown down upon them--its more relative hate upon the elderly and those that grew up with this tradition! SHAME ON YOU!

This man:

Administrative Law Judge Robert N. Spencer ruled Friday that Jack Phillips, the owner of the Masterpiece Cakeshop in suburban Denver, will face fines if he continues to turn away gay couples who want to buy wedding cakes.

In an interview Jack Phillips said he would rather go to jail than to serve any gay couple for his religious beliefs which have come under attack by the public as well as a petition to boycott his cake shop.

Now my word to piss you off:
RUB OFF ON YOUR HATE, YOUR PENIS NEEDS TO BACKFIRE YOUR FOLKS

How does that feel? Not so comforting, your folks were raised by your grandparents who in turn were raised by their parents of a 2,000 year old tradition vs a newer face of acceptance to which they can't help. The post I received on my FB page was basically a comparison to discrimination against minorities, black Americans, but in your system to uphold your right don't you think that these people are discriminating against a 2,000 year old tradition--I understand, most of you want to see these elderly off, hurry up and die already, your hate is unappreciated but how are you going to feel years from now when an event like this happens to you, when something you believe in gets challenged and suddenly your ass is now on that hot plate--in all truth those elderly that of which you have wanted to die have not really die because, YOU HAVE BECOME THEM!

DISCUSS!!!

Friends from a local ski resort got this South Park quote stuck in my head and as I fight on Flight rising it popped in there, basically this:

"IF YOU DON'T PAY ATTENTION YOUR GOING TO HAVE A BAD TIME"

It's a quote that works with everyday situations. Lolz!

So I have been informed of a scammer who like to go to cons but around the time they are being held he seems to run short of money and uses false claims of his mother saying that she has either 'cancer' or has been shot multiple times and that she needs the money to cover the hospital bill but according to a link in this journal all these claims are quite FALSE as this guy has a full 53 page PDF reader file on how he goes about scamming people. Like a child molester has his own warning page so does this guy, though his crime is considered 'petty theft' thus enabling him to walk away with your hard earned cash, I myself have never dealt with this guy and quite personally even as a first time person looking to commission an artist I wouldn't want this to happen to me or anyone else. It is believed that this man is also not a furry but as a predator, so by all means unless you love being scammed, (which I doubt anyone would) please share this in your journal. Thank you!

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5287574/

Vavel is doing a raffle for a **FREE** PS4~
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5271795/

Not sure how these work but if its like the XBox I'm sure one can simply play online with others.

~WISHLIST~
GTAV

YES I AM INSANE THANKS!

I have never felt so irritated in my entire life, well ok that's a dead lie, but this is flat rate annoying and also comes from a very rude response.

I called into my work to see if I was working, I had also asked about the flaa back-thingy cause one clock in the house said 9am and the other 3 stated it was clearly after 10am. So i called into work and asked but the response I got was critically unprofessional. I work at a fast food restaurant, no big deal, there are 5 managers where I work, 1 doesn't like me at all--the point I screwed up, my memory lapsed and we were swamped--when i tried to talk to him about it he wasn't very professional about it. We don't work together anymore cause he can't stand the sight of me, one little mess up and 3 other managers are giving me the special treatment now.

So I called in and he gave me a bad attitude when I asked him about checking the schedule for me, he said I didn't work today but that I do work tomorrow. Well that's fine and all I just feel irate and sick from it, I'm coughing and dry heaving from the stress. Tomorrow I'll talk to my manager who hired me about the attitude and I am sure I'll get marked for it, when there's a complaint against a manager it usually always ends in that employee getting canned--its about popularity, I want professionalism not crap!

Good luck finding a job that has all that, its a luxury now cause every fucker in the US has conformed to acting like a teenager again, where its cool to be lazy but know your shit, where-as the hard worker holds down many jobs, the ignorant teen is popular and does drug trades on sight... yeah fuck you!

V.P~

Well I am almost 230 pages in and figured its time that I started work on characters and all the fun stuff for a while as I have writers block, this is going to be *fun*

No seriously if I am rather active lately its because I am character building/molding/brainstorming and I want to -share- my work so if you see the same characters popping up multiple times you've been warned. :P

I am not happy, I am so not happy. I found out something very irritating in my mail three days ago. I got my appeal for unemployment and as I read through the information I found out that my boss has been lying, I am nearly homeless and all the jobs I have applied to have no called me back, now I know why.

I don't understand what I did what so wrong, according to the documents I had a bad attitude and was spoken to many times for being late, that NEVER happened.

I am morbid, I am very so pissed off right now...

FINALLY! I finally got a new avatar, and if you're wondering, it's Jake's eye, I had to reduce the size and the sketch color has been inverted.

RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU LIKE HORSERADISH AND WASAAAAABI!!!