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Posted 14 years agoI feel obligated to write a little bit about a few things. I've been pretty busy with what seems to be an revolving door of school, work, and vacation. Vacation time, meaning the trips back and forth to Seattle and Kennewick. So let's just break each one down and talk about a few things.
As far as school goes, I'm doing a few classes at the community college to finish the last few requirements for my AA, which transfers to any state school as the first 2 years of my Bachelors. I've applied to a couple schools and, and started the paperwork that goes with that. How tedious, yet inspiring. I may finally be taking that huge step and a pretty cool opportunity. My classes are currently going pretty well. They all give me about the same amount of homework each, so it's not too terrible. I find that since I struggled with Chemistry in highschool, eventually I taught myself most of basic chemistry just because I'd been afraid of it. But that childish fear gave me incentive to learn, so now I'm getting graded on concepts I already know.
I'm taking a P.E. credit, and I kinda slowed down going to the gym. At my skinniest, I was 145lbs a month or two ago. Now, I'm about 155lbs, and still look good. I'm wondering if it's muscle, but since I'm not sure, I'm dreading the incoming holiday food. See, it's my favorite time of the year. I love eggnog, turkey sandwiches, and mashed potatoes. I love scarves, cups of hot cocoa, and bundling up in lots of jackets. And plus, I'm not super flattering in shorts and a t-shirt. I'm more of a tight jeans, v-neck kinda guy. Except, I've got a beard now. More on that after the flash.
Satan? It's me, Vinny. How are you? That's great. Hey, I know you're the prince of lies and everything, but could you go easier on the perspective-changing revelations? Thanks. Hey, sorry about saying the G-word earlier. Sincerely, Vinny.
So, I work in a small, international pasta restaurant as a server. I make pretty decent tips because of the way they are split, which is fine. Overall, it's a pretty decent job. I hang out with my co-workers on a regular basis after work, we party, we are up to shenanigans in the kitchen all the time. For example, a cook tells the manager that my shift leader, the said cook, and myself were rubbing each other's faces earlier. And it was true, because we're all doing No-Shave November to see who can grow the best beard. I think I'm winning, and it's terrible! I can be a little flambouyant at work in the back, sometimes. There are too many things in the kitchen that look like semen or dicks, so my co-workers hail me for my clever wit, however gay it may be. I'll have to practice looking more stoic, like my beard will soon suggest that I am.
So let's talk about my vacation boy, for a little bit. His name is Gerik, and I love him very much. I feel like I'm getting a little bit of a dating experience with him lately, because we've only been seeing each other every 2-3 weeks. Because the visits feel more like extended dates, it's been much easier to be more sweet and romantic just do to limited time frames. When we first met, we almost instantly started doing the "We're going out" thing, and negotiated what kind of of a relationship we wanted. We've lived 10 minutes apart, we've lived in the same house, and we've lived 3.5 hours apart, all in the short span of 1 year. That alone shows me that we aren't going to be long-distance forever.
So, each facet of my life has it's own intricacies. I turn twenty in about a month! Isn't that crazy!? I'm like, the youngest person I know sometimes! Crazy. And Christmas. How weird is that going to be. Hopefully I'll be busy packing for college, and not have to go to weird extended family functions. I just want to sit in with some friends and drink. Oh, and Gerik and I's one year anniversary is later this month. I'm just going with November 20th. So crazy. I love that guy so much, I'm sure everyone that knows me knows that. I can't help but beam around him.
Crazy? Maybe.
Been reading too many novels with names like "Snuff", "Damned, and "Tell-All".
We report, you decide.
Hey, shoutout to
I fucking love you man. I miss you so much! You're very important to me, Kari.
Hey, Sep. Love you too. You can bug me with anything, anytime. You have my permission. <3
Hey stud, I love you. <3
As far as school goes, I'm doing a few classes at the community college to finish the last few requirements for my AA, which transfers to any state school as the first 2 years of my Bachelors. I've applied to a couple schools and, and started the paperwork that goes with that. How tedious, yet inspiring. I may finally be taking that huge step and a pretty cool opportunity. My classes are currently going pretty well. They all give me about the same amount of homework each, so it's not too terrible. I find that since I struggled with Chemistry in highschool, eventually I taught myself most of basic chemistry just because I'd been afraid of it. But that childish fear gave me incentive to learn, so now I'm getting graded on concepts I already know.
I'm taking a P.E. credit, and I kinda slowed down going to the gym. At my skinniest, I was 145lbs a month or two ago. Now, I'm about 155lbs, and still look good. I'm wondering if it's muscle, but since I'm not sure, I'm dreading the incoming holiday food. See, it's my favorite time of the year. I love eggnog, turkey sandwiches, and mashed potatoes. I love scarves, cups of hot cocoa, and bundling up in lots of jackets. And plus, I'm not super flattering in shorts and a t-shirt. I'm more of a tight jeans, v-neck kinda guy. Except, I've got a beard now. More on that after the flash.
Satan? It's me, Vinny. How are you? That's great. Hey, I know you're the prince of lies and everything, but could you go easier on the perspective-changing revelations? Thanks. Hey, sorry about saying the G-word earlier. Sincerely, Vinny.
So, I work in a small, international pasta restaurant as a server. I make pretty decent tips because of the way they are split, which is fine. Overall, it's a pretty decent job. I hang out with my co-workers on a regular basis after work, we party, we are up to shenanigans in the kitchen all the time. For example, a cook tells the manager that my shift leader, the said cook, and myself were rubbing each other's faces earlier. And it was true, because we're all doing No-Shave November to see who can grow the best beard. I think I'm winning, and it's terrible! I can be a little flambouyant at work in the back, sometimes. There are too many things in the kitchen that look like semen or dicks, so my co-workers hail me for my clever wit, however gay it may be. I'll have to practice looking more stoic, like my beard will soon suggest that I am.
So let's talk about my vacation boy, for a little bit. His name is Gerik, and I love him very much. I feel like I'm getting a little bit of a dating experience with him lately, because we've only been seeing each other every 2-3 weeks. Because the visits feel more like extended dates, it's been much easier to be more sweet and romantic just do to limited time frames. When we first met, we almost instantly started doing the "We're going out" thing, and negotiated what kind of of a relationship we wanted. We've lived 10 minutes apart, we've lived in the same house, and we've lived 3.5 hours apart, all in the short span of 1 year. That alone shows me that we aren't going to be long-distance forever.
So, each facet of my life has it's own intricacies. I turn twenty in about a month! Isn't that crazy!? I'm like, the youngest person I know sometimes! Crazy. And Christmas. How weird is that going to be. Hopefully I'll be busy packing for college, and not have to go to weird extended family functions. I just want to sit in with some friends and drink. Oh, and Gerik and I's one year anniversary is later this month. I'm just going with November 20th. So crazy. I love that guy so much, I'm sure everyone that knows me knows that. I can't help but beam around him.
Crazy? Maybe.
Been reading too many novels with names like "Snuff", "Damned, and "Tell-All".
We report, you decide.
Hey, shoutout to
I fucking love you man. I miss you so much! You're very important to me, Kari. 
Hey, Sep. Love you too. You can bug me with anything, anytime. You have my permission. <3
Hey stud, I love you. <3Big updates, and Rainfurrest 2011
Posted 14 years agoSo this weekend was a bit of a doozy. Let's see if I can break it up into some more manageable portions.
Rainfurrest 2011 was this weekend, and I had Shaku fly up to hang out with us during the con. We also had Keef, Nao, and Cayden at Gerik's apartment. It was fun seeing Shaku after so long, and he's just the wolf I remember him being. Cayden and Nao are local furs, so I'm sure I'll get together with them later this week or something to get a good discussion about the convention.
Overall, I think that RF2011 was pretty awesome. I picked up Isolation Play by Kyell Gold, and 5 mini dicks from the Bad Dragon table. I gave the mini-Naga to Gerik. It was fun cruising around and seeing all the cool fursuits, other friends that we knew, and dancing. The sensual scalies panel by Zan and Rev was pretty entertaining. ^^
This weekend was amazing, and Gerik made sure that I enjoyed it. He spoiled me with all the little things that make me happy. He stayed up really late one night with me, not even having sex, but just rubbing, cuddling, and doing the amazing "Light touch but not enough to tickle" thing that he's so good at. It's hard to be comfortable with anyone touching me, as I sometimes have hangups and inhibitions towards it due to sensitivity. It was amazing. I have to say, Gerik knows me like nobody else does, and treats me like nobody else does. I love him, so much.
This will be my last pack of cigarettes. I need to quit anyway, it's so unattractive. I'll replace them with the gym.
Rainfurrest 2011 was this weekend, and I had Shaku fly up to hang out with us during the con. We also had Keef, Nao, and Cayden at Gerik's apartment. It was fun seeing Shaku after so long, and he's just the wolf I remember him being. Cayden and Nao are local furs, so I'm sure I'll get together with them later this week or something to get a good discussion about the convention.
Overall, I think that RF2011 was pretty awesome. I picked up Isolation Play by Kyell Gold, and 5 mini dicks from the Bad Dragon table. I gave the mini-Naga to Gerik. It was fun cruising around and seeing all the cool fursuits, other friends that we knew, and dancing. The sensual scalies panel by Zan and Rev was pretty entertaining. ^^
This weekend was amazing, and Gerik made sure that I enjoyed it. He spoiled me with all the little things that make me happy. He stayed up really late one night with me, not even having sex, but just rubbing, cuddling, and doing the amazing "Light touch but not enough to tickle" thing that he's so good at. It's hard to be comfortable with anyone touching me, as I sometimes have hangups and inhibitions towards it due to sensitivity. It was amazing. I have to say, Gerik knows me like nobody else does, and treats me like nobody else does. I love him, so much.
This will be my last pack of cigarettes. I need to quit anyway, it's so unattractive. I'll replace them with the gym.
Looking for an artist, for my credit card. :)
Posted 14 years agoI'm looking for an artist to make a piece of art to be used for my credit card. I know this isn't that interesting of a journal, but can't we get to that later? Anybody know any good artists looking for a small commission?
New story, featuring me! :D
Posted 14 years agoHey guys, wrote a story as a gift. Check it out if you like hot shower sex. :)
http://www.sofurry.com/page/260593
wrote a story as a gift. Check it out if you like hot shower sex. :)http://www.sofurry.com/page/260593
Couple's Meme!
Posted 14 years ago1. Who eats more?
Gerik does, he's a carb-fiend.
2. Who said “I love you” first?
He said it first. :)
3. Who is the morning person?
He is, because he works so early. I still get up though, somebody has to feed ze shark.
4. Who sings better?
Rock band? Him. Real life? Me, always. (I choose to believe)
5. Who’s older?
He is, by 5.5 years.
6. Who’s smarter?
One of us has a degree in Chemical Engineering, and the other is still in school.
7. Whose temper is worse?
We haven't lost our temper around each other yet.
8. Who does the laundry?
We do our own, so far. But I plan on doing both of ours once we finish moving in the washing machine and dryer.
9. Who does the dishes?
I do the dishes, most of the time.
10. Who sleeps on what side of the bed?
I sleep on the left, so he's laying to my right.
11. Whose feet are bigger?
Mine are.
12. Whose hair is longer?
His is, currently. Mine was, when we met.
13. Who’s better with the computer?
He is, oldschool gamer. He knows all the networking things, I just bumble my way through. :P
14. Do you have pets?
Nope.
15. Who pays the bills?
I'm paying rent, because he owns the house that we live in.
16. Who cooks dinner?
Both of us! Teamwork makes for fast, tasty food. We make awesome pizza, all the time. Vodka sauce, pepperoni, pineapples and onions was last night's. We also make Teriyaki chicken pizza, Barbecue chicken, chili pizzas, and white sauce/alfredo pizzas. :)
17. Who drives when you are together?
Usually him.
18. Who pays when you go out to dinner?
We try and do it evenly, but he usually pays.
19. Who’s the most stubborn?
I'm not sure. Me, maybe?
20. Who is the first one to admit when they’re wrong?
Errrr..... But what if we're both right? :P
21. Whose family do you see more?
Mine, because his are across the country.
22. Who named your pet?
We don't have any.
23. Who kissed who first?
I'm pretty sure he went in for the kiss first.
24. Who asked who out?
He asked me. :)!!
25. What did you do on your first date?
I guess that's when we first met in person. We talked online, and then very quickly met in person for coffee.
26. Who’s more sensitive?
Totally me. I'm emotional, he's logical.
27. Who’s taller?
I'm taller, by about 4 inches.
28. Who has more friends?
I do, because I've lived in this area for 19 years. He's lived here for 2.
29. Who has more siblings?
It's a tie, at 2!
30. Who wears the pants in the relationship?
Oh, he so wears the pants. He's the dom, and my master. That implies sexy, leather pants. :)
Thanks for reading!
Gerik does, he's a carb-fiend.
2. Who said “I love you” first?
He said it first. :)
3. Who is the morning person?
He is, because he works so early. I still get up though, somebody has to feed ze shark.
4. Who sings better?
Rock band? Him. Real life? Me, always. (I choose to believe)
5. Who’s older?
He is, by 5.5 years.
6. Who’s smarter?
One of us has a degree in Chemical Engineering, and the other is still in school.
7. Whose temper is worse?
We haven't lost our temper around each other yet.
8. Who does the laundry?
We do our own, so far. But I plan on doing both of ours once we finish moving in the washing machine and dryer.
9. Who does the dishes?
I do the dishes, most of the time.
10. Who sleeps on what side of the bed?
I sleep on the left, so he's laying to my right.
11. Whose feet are bigger?
Mine are.
12. Whose hair is longer?
His is, currently. Mine was, when we met.
13. Who’s better with the computer?
He is, oldschool gamer. He knows all the networking things, I just bumble my way through. :P
14. Do you have pets?
Nope.
15. Who pays the bills?
I'm paying rent, because he owns the house that we live in.
16. Who cooks dinner?
Both of us! Teamwork makes for fast, tasty food. We make awesome pizza, all the time. Vodka sauce, pepperoni, pineapples and onions was last night's. We also make Teriyaki chicken pizza, Barbecue chicken, chili pizzas, and white sauce/alfredo pizzas. :)
17. Who drives when you are together?
Usually him.
18. Who pays when you go out to dinner?
We try and do it evenly, but he usually pays.
19. Who’s the most stubborn?
I'm not sure. Me, maybe?
20. Who is the first one to admit when they’re wrong?
Errrr..... But what if we're both right? :P
21. Whose family do you see more?
Mine, because his are across the country.
22. Who named your pet?
We don't have any.
23. Who kissed who first?
I'm pretty sure he went in for the kiss first.
24. Who asked who out?
He asked me. :)!!
25. What did you do on your first date?
I guess that's when we first met in person. We talked online, and then very quickly met in person for coffee.
26. Who’s more sensitive?
Totally me. I'm emotional, he's logical.
27. Who’s taller?
I'm taller, by about 4 inches.
28. Who has more friends?
I do, because I've lived in this area for 19 years. He's lived here for 2.
29. Who has more siblings?
It's a tie, at 2!
30. Who wears the pants in the relationship?
Oh, he so wears the pants. He's the dom, and my master. That implies sexy, leather pants. :)
Thanks for reading!
New AIM and MSN handles!
Posted 15 years agoI now go by VinnyTaigur on AIM, and my MSN/Yahoo is now Vincentrose91@gmail.com.
I hope this clears up some of the confusion.
I hope this clears up some of the confusion.
Finals week, a year older, and The Shark.
Posted 15 years agoSo I'm pretty bad about updating these journals, but here's a little bit of a rundown of some recent things. Finals are this upcoming week, on Tuesday and Wednesday. I've got a math assignment and project due on Tuesday right before I take that final. Then I've got a 5-8 page sociology paper about improving study group functionality. My Logic final shouldn't be that hard, because of WWSD? (What Would Spock Deduce?)
So I turned 19 today, and lost the "Barely Legal" tag. I don't know how I'm ever going to pick up a guy again, without that little boost.
gerik is my Master and boyfriend. We met a few weeks ago for coffee, and things have went very well since then. He's very good to me, and everything that I could ask for in a boyfriend. :)
So I turned 19 today, and lost the "Barely Legal" tag. I don't know how I'm ever going to pick up a guy again, without that little boost.
gerik is my Master and boyfriend. We met a few weeks ago for coffee, and things have went very well since then. He's very good to me, and everything that I could ask for in a boyfriend. :)Mmmm, Caffeine and kitties. <3
Posted 15 years ago
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All proceeds from sales of Cat Milk go straight to the owners of Waffles to cover the vet bills.
Here is how you can help - and you get FREE ARTWORK out of it.
For every person who reposts this journal, they may request any piece of my art for free. Headshots, bust badges, whatever you want. You post a link to your journal and tell me what you want, and I'll do it for you. The more people spread this the better - and feel free to tell others about this, they are welcome to join in too.
So. You post a journal with the above info on the soap fundraiser and a link back to this original journal, you get free art. Get on it!
Rainfurrest 2010!
Posted 15 years agoSo I'm back from Rainfurrest 2010, and I had a blast. I drove up with Stratosfeartully, and I roomed with Cinna, Sevet, Zyy, and I forgot the other guy's name.
Opening ceremonies were done pretty well. Commander Ioco had one hell of a snazzy uniform! It was themed space race, so US vs RUSSIA. Astrofurs and Cosmofurs. Oh, furries.
I bought a ton of stuff from
furplanet
Carpe Diem 1 by Graveyard Greg
Bridges by Kyell Gold
6 issues of Genus Male
Heathen City 1
Trevors Tricks
1 comic from Artdecade
And I bought the first book of Circles from Rabbit Valley.
I got some tf2 stickers, a badge, and a chainmail armband (Snazzy~).
As far as fursuits go, this con pretty much solidified my interest in one. That'll be my project for this year. So make sure to bug me to hurry up and start working on it. I waved at a muscled bull fursuit, and he came over hugged me and lifted me off the ground~ I nearly swooned.
The Alternate Dance outside of the hotel was fuckin' awesome too. Big thanks to the Disaster Dogs for setting that up!
Opening ceremonies were done pretty well. Commander Ioco had one hell of a snazzy uniform! It was themed space race, so US vs RUSSIA. Astrofurs and Cosmofurs. Oh, furries.
I bought a ton of stuff from
furplanetCarpe Diem 1 by Graveyard Greg
Bridges by Kyell Gold
6 issues of Genus Male
Heathen City 1
Trevors Tricks
1 comic from Artdecade
And I bought the first book of Circles from Rabbit Valley.
I got some tf2 stickers, a badge, and a chainmail armband (Snazzy~).
As far as fursuits go, this con pretty much solidified my interest in one. That'll be my project for this year. So make sure to bug me to hurry up and start working on it. I waved at a muscled bull fursuit, and he came over hugged me and lifted me off the ground~ I nearly swooned.
The Alternate Dance outside of the hotel was fuckin' awesome too. Big thanks to the Disaster Dogs for setting that up!
Stop posting stop posting/ I don't want to reply anymore
Posted 15 years agoPost here and I will
1. Tell you something I'll learn about you by looking at your FA page for 13 seconds.
2. Tell you which color you remind me of.
3. Tell you my first memory of you.
4. Tell you what pokemon you remind me of.
5. Ask you something I've always wondered about you, and your answer has to be as vague as possible to keep the suspense.
6. Tell you my favorite thing about you.
7. Give you a weird nickname
8. Tell you what's on my shirt right now.
9. Challenge you to post this on your journal.
1. Tell you something I'll learn about you by looking at your FA page for 13 seconds.
2. Tell you which color you remind me of.
3. Tell you my first memory of you.
4. Tell you what pokemon you remind me of.
5. Ask you something I've always wondered about you, and your answer has to be as vague as possible to keep the suspense.
6. Tell you my favorite thing about you.
7. Give you a weird nickname
8. Tell you what's on my shirt right now.
9. Challenge you to post this on your journal.
Going back on vacation~
Posted 15 years agoHey guys, I'm off to oregon......again. This time, things'll be better though. Wait, I can't be sure of that. All I know for sure is that this time, it's just my family.
Anyway, wish me luck and stay in touch.
Anyway, wish me luck and stay in touch.
I need an artist!
Posted 15 years agoHey guys, I'm looking for an artist to get a commission from. If anyone could help me out, I'd really appreciate it <3
Hey, I'm back from HELL.
Posted 15 years agoSo I just had the vacation from hell. My mother and sister claimed it was an amazing beach house, and I believed them. From what they say, the trip two years ago and the trip we just got back from are night and day different.
These are the things that sucked:
1. No Wifi or cell service
2. Microwave, dishwasher, and one of the TV's didn't work.
3. I had no personal space to myself.
4. Very little anxiety medication
Lisa is my mom's friend, who we planned this entire trip with.
These were the things that lead up to the stress for EVERYONE
1. The Lisa's mom was verbally abusive, over-exaggerated situations, and created a high anxiety environment.
2. Lisa's dad is deaf and disabled.
3. 2 boxer puppies who shit in the house, barked at everybody, got onto the couches and tables, and tried to take your food when you're eating.
4. Not including the grandparents, we had 2 beds and a couch for 4 teenage guys, 2 adult females, and 2 girls.
My sister said, "Where should I sleep?", and Lisa went off like a crazy bitch.
My little sister was there with the other family's daughter, son, and 2 mutual friends. All of them are around 14-16 years old. The ONLY reason I didn't flip the fuck out was to not embarrass my sister any more.
So Lisa calls my mom a two-faced liar. She says my sister is a hissy fit throwing little princess, which couldn't be farther from the truth. My little sister literally has a broken spine. She has to wear a back brace almost all the time, and I don't know how she puts up with the constant pain as well as she does. Then Lisa tells me "I tolerated all this disgusting metal shit on your face, but you're just a disgusting faggot"
I was with people that we believe were family friends. They even showed up for my graduation with me and my ex boyfriend. It's so dumb, I can't even relay how stupid it was. I didn't wear a single article of rainbow clothing, never talked about it (It never came up).
Tolerance is the new face of bigotry. I tolerate children crying occasionally. I tolerate the weather being too hot. You don't 'tolerate' humans, you 'tolerate' annoyances. Let's just accept people for being people and get over it already.
So that was my weekend. Regardless to say any more, it wasn't that great of a vacation.
These are the things that sucked:
1. No Wifi or cell service
2. Microwave, dishwasher, and one of the TV's didn't work.
3. I had no personal space to myself.
4. Very little anxiety medication
Lisa is my mom's friend, who we planned this entire trip with.
These were the things that lead up to the stress for EVERYONE
1. The Lisa's mom was verbally abusive, over-exaggerated situations, and created a high anxiety environment.
2. Lisa's dad is deaf and disabled.
3. 2 boxer puppies who shit in the house, barked at everybody, got onto the couches and tables, and tried to take your food when you're eating.
4. Not including the grandparents, we had 2 beds and a couch for 4 teenage guys, 2 adult females, and 2 girls.
My sister said, "Where should I sleep?", and Lisa went off like a crazy bitch.
My little sister was there with the other family's daughter, son, and 2 mutual friends. All of them are around 14-16 years old. The ONLY reason I didn't flip the fuck out was to not embarrass my sister any more.
So Lisa calls my mom a two-faced liar. She says my sister is a hissy fit throwing little princess, which couldn't be farther from the truth. My little sister literally has a broken spine. She has to wear a back brace almost all the time, and I don't know how she puts up with the constant pain as well as she does. Then Lisa tells me "I tolerated all this disgusting metal shit on your face, but you're just a disgusting faggot"
I was with people that we believe were family friends. They even showed up for my graduation with me and my ex boyfriend. It's so dumb, I can't even relay how stupid it was. I didn't wear a single article of rainbow clothing, never talked about it (It never came up).
Tolerance is the new face of bigotry. I tolerate children crying occasionally. I tolerate the weather being too hot. You don't 'tolerate' humans, you 'tolerate' annoyances. Let's just accept people for being people and get over it already.
So that was my weekend. Regardless to say any more, it wasn't that great of a vacation.
I'm leaving for the beach <3~
Posted 15 years agoI'm gonna be at the beach for about 2 weeks!
I might still be around, depending if I find nets. Keep in touch <3~
*puts on some shades, grabs a towel, then runs down to the beach*
I might still be around, depending if I find nets. Keep in touch <3~
*puts on some shades, grabs a towel, then runs down to the beach*
The Elusive Vin posts again!
Posted 15 years agoHey guys, as some of you know, Shaku and I broke up.
It was a relationship that just couldn't work in the long run. He was too unsure of his sexuality to meet what I needed in a boyfriend. I thought we could make it work, but I knew it wouldn't last forever. I've been dealing with it, more irritated at how it ended then torn up about it. I need to find someone who is what I need.
So yeah, single tiger is single once again, and graduated from high school.
In other news, I may be heading up to Seattle Pride on the 25th-27th. It'd be tons of fun. I just have to make sure I get it off from work, and we don't start moving on that weekend.
My mom bought a house, so we'll likely be moving. It's not that big of a deal, because I plan to move out at the end of this summer.
I've got a bad dragon toy and a commission on it's way.
It was a relationship that just couldn't work in the long run. He was too unsure of his sexuality to meet what I needed in a boyfriend. I thought we could make it work, but I knew it wouldn't last forever. I've been dealing with it, more irritated at how it ended then torn up about it. I need to find someone who is what I need.
So yeah, single tiger is single once again, and graduated from high school.
In other news, I may be heading up to Seattle Pride on the 25th-27th. It'd be tons of fun. I just have to make sure I get it off from work, and we don't start moving on that weekend.
My mom bought a house, so we'll likely be moving. It's not that big of a deal, because I plan to move out at the end of this summer.
I've got a bad dragon toy and a commission on it's way.
I'm still alive!
Posted 15 years agoI'm still alive. Living with my mom and sister at the apartment.
Working at Pizza Place. Going to community college.
I crashed my car, looking for a new one.
How are you?
Working at Pizza Place. Going to community college.
I crashed my car, looking for a new one.
How are you?
Another update. Apartment/family/trip
Posted 16 years agoSo, it's the day after Christmas, and my plane leaves at 8. I guess I've got some time to write down some thoughts.
Update on my living situation~
I now live in a 2 bedroom apartment with my mom and sister. It's a lot smaller than my old house, so it's kinda weird. I've got my own room and bathroom, which is more than I had back home anyway. Having a laptop now, there's not a conflict over computer time anymore, which is nice. I live about 3 minutes from my highschool, and about 15 minutes from my college, which is nice. For a while, I was 35 minutes away from both of them.
My parents are 'seperated' for at least 6 months, which is the lease of the apartment. They're not divorced yet, which is kinda weird. My mom told my dad that he's got a year to be sober and not an asshole, to prove that she wouldn't be in the same shitty situation if she went back to him. My dad and brother are living in an apartment down the street. So we've got the distance of......a 3 minute drive.
Not really the space I wanted, but whatever. It's really frustrating now, because my dad is being really nice to me. He was an asshole for so long, not giving a shit how I felt, or what his drinking or abuse caused. And now, suddenly, he's a perfectly loving and caring father. Bullshit. I don't care if you really love me, or deep down hate me, just don't lie to me about it. He's 'playing it nice' with me, so he can avoid conflict, so he can get on my mom's better side. I can't stand it.
I was, and am, ready to cut him out of my life entirely. Like, zip, zilch, nada communication, whatsoever. And now, I have to pretend like everything is okay and fine, just because he is. To tell you the truth, I hope he fucks up.
I hope he messes up, bad.
Gets lost.
Leaves.
Gone.
It's a silly time to learn to swim, when you start to drown.
I'm not okay with this, I'm really not. I left my home because it stopped being a safe place. I lived with my grandmother, and drove an hour and a half a day, just to be away from him. I was so close to just losing it, and the problem has not been fixed. It's gotten a make-over. It's pretending to be my best friend. I'm not going to fall for it. You don't have me this time.
I may not be perfect, but at least I'm honest.
I'd rather you hate me for who I am, than love me for who I'm not.
Just don't lie to me.
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Now, on a completely different subject. :P
I'm going to wake up in Tennessee tomorrow!
I'll be staying with
shakuhachi for a week or so. I'm very excited. I'm a little nervous about the plane rides, and I'm kinda scared of airports, but those are very little hurdles compared to the other stuff.
His roommates may be around, which means we'll have to be sneaky about our relationship, which may be weird. I'm definitely going to have to 'play it straight' while I'm there, which is going to be hard. It's hard to imagine being back in the closet, after I've been so used to being open about myself. Regardless, Shaku's a sweet guy, and I'm really looking forward to the fun stuff we're going to do!
Update on my living situation~
I now live in a 2 bedroom apartment with my mom and sister. It's a lot smaller than my old house, so it's kinda weird. I've got my own room and bathroom, which is more than I had back home anyway. Having a laptop now, there's not a conflict over computer time anymore, which is nice. I live about 3 minutes from my highschool, and about 15 minutes from my college, which is nice. For a while, I was 35 minutes away from both of them.
My parents are 'seperated' for at least 6 months, which is the lease of the apartment. They're not divorced yet, which is kinda weird. My mom told my dad that he's got a year to be sober and not an asshole, to prove that she wouldn't be in the same shitty situation if she went back to him. My dad and brother are living in an apartment down the street. So we've got the distance of......a 3 minute drive.
Not really the space I wanted, but whatever. It's really frustrating now, because my dad is being really nice to me. He was an asshole for so long, not giving a shit how I felt, or what his drinking or abuse caused. And now, suddenly, he's a perfectly loving and caring father. Bullshit. I don't care if you really love me, or deep down hate me, just don't lie to me about it. He's 'playing it nice' with me, so he can avoid conflict, so he can get on my mom's better side. I can't stand it.
I was, and am, ready to cut him out of my life entirely. Like, zip, zilch, nada communication, whatsoever. And now, I have to pretend like everything is okay and fine, just because he is. To tell you the truth, I hope he fucks up.
I hope he messes up, bad.
Gets lost.
Leaves.
Gone.
It's a silly time to learn to swim, when you start to drown.
I'm not okay with this, I'm really not. I left my home because it stopped being a safe place. I lived with my grandmother, and drove an hour and a half a day, just to be away from him. I was so close to just losing it, and the problem has not been fixed. It's gotten a make-over. It's pretending to be my best friend. I'm not going to fall for it. You don't have me this time.
I may not be perfect, but at least I'm honest.
I'd rather you hate me for who I am, than love me for who I'm not.
Just don't lie to me.
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Now, on a completely different subject. :P
I'm going to wake up in Tennessee tomorrow!
I'll be staying with
shakuhachi for a week or so. I'm very excited. I'm a little nervous about the plane rides, and I'm kinda scared of airports, but those are very little hurdles compared to the other stuff. His roommates may be around, which means we'll have to be sneaky about our relationship, which may be weird. I'm definitely going to have to 'play it straight' while I'm there, which is going to be hard. It's hard to imagine being back in the closet, after I've been so used to being open about myself. Regardless, Shaku's a sweet guy, and I'm really looking forward to the fun stuff we're going to do!
Goodbye, let's never cross paths again.
Posted 16 years agoHowdy ya'll. For the people that have talked with me in the last few days, I am okay physically. I'm living, breathing, everything. Mentally is another story, but more on that later.
My dad is an asshole, put simply. He's a bully, and has never been even a decent excuse for a father. Growing up, he was physically and emotionally abusive. The little things like getting spanked and stuff wasn't so bad, but too often he crossed the line. Choking a kid is never okay, no matter the circumstances. He was the type of "father" that wanted everyone to make sure we heard what he had to say. If you back talked, you got hit, kicked, choked, thrown, pushed, etc. If you couldn't get up, whether out of shock or fear, he would MAKE you stand up. By your hair or neck, it didn't matter. Of course he yelled, and yelled, and yelled. It was as if that was the only way he thought he could get his point across, if his face was half an inch from your own, the putrid stank of beer on his breath.
I can remember too many incidents than I'd like to, but he's punished me for remembering as well. Some of his phrases for me included "Child Memory, and "Keeping Score". Child memory means that because I was younger, I'm making up parts of the story, not remembering it correctly, which means that I can always be discounted. "Keeping Score" was his way of telling me that I kept a tally sheet of bad things he's done, and would hold grudges for things for too long. Who's fault is it that I remember his abuse? Apparently he thought it was mine.
I was always the problem child, for being "over-emotional". He's always ripped on me for being too emotional, not a football player, not a real macho guy. Things turned even worse when I came out as Gay to him. He didn't he take me seriously on it until he found and read some messages. My Mom has been supportive of me, and has put up with my Dad's shit for too long.
Fast forward to today.
Today, I'm living at my Grandma's house, about 30 minutes from school and work. I just came here a few days ago, to get away from my dad. Living with him was just too much. I've been seeing a therapist for 2 months, and been on medication for depression for 1 month. Telling your own mother about wanting to kill yourself was just about the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I'm her own flesh and blood, and I was at the point where I couldn't stand it anymore.
Of course my dad blames me right now. It's all my fault, I'm the gay problem child. He's got a 80k car in the garage, and I've got 1k in my college fund, really nice, ain't it? He's blown money on a boat (he had to sell it later), partying, going to concerts, all this fun shit. His fun is more important than my education.
I'm not okay, I'm pretty messed up emotionally. Nobody can fix this situation I'm in. I can't turn back time and get a new dad, one the actually loved me. The only thing I can do right now is go to work, do my homework, chat with friends, and hope for a better tomorrow.
My current education plans are: Finish this year of school, then apply to a few colleges. If I get enough financial aid, scholarships, and child support (from my father, who might be forced by the courts to help pay for my college), I may be able to go to a 4 year. If not, I'll finish out my AA at my current college, and then re-evaluate. Either go to a bigger college then, or find some friends to move in with.
Karizma, you've been a great help to me emotionally, and I'm sure I wouldn't be here without your support.
My dad is an asshole, put simply. He's a bully, and has never been even a decent excuse for a father. Growing up, he was physically and emotionally abusive. The little things like getting spanked and stuff wasn't so bad, but too often he crossed the line. Choking a kid is never okay, no matter the circumstances. He was the type of "father" that wanted everyone to make sure we heard what he had to say. If you back talked, you got hit, kicked, choked, thrown, pushed, etc. If you couldn't get up, whether out of shock or fear, he would MAKE you stand up. By your hair or neck, it didn't matter. Of course he yelled, and yelled, and yelled. It was as if that was the only way he thought he could get his point across, if his face was half an inch from your own, the putrid stank of beer on his breath.
I can remember too many incidents than I'd like to, but he's punished me for remembering as well. Some of his phrases for me included "Child Memory, and "Keeping Score". Child memory means that because I was younger, I'm making up parts of the story, not remembering it correctly, which means that I can always be discounted. "Keeping Score" was his way of telling me that I kept a tally sheet of bad things he's done, and would hold grudges for things for too long. Who's fault is it that I remember his abuse? Apparently he thought it was mine.
I was always the problem child, for being "over-emotional". He's always ripped on me for being too emotional, not a football player, not a real macho guy. Things turned even worse when I came out as Gay to him. He didn't he take me seriously on it until he found and read some messages. My Mom has been supportive of me, and has put up with my Dad's shit for too long.
Fast forward to today.
Today, I'm living at my Grandma's house, about 30 minutes from school and work. I just came here a few days ago, to get away from my dad. Living with him was just too much. I've been seeing a therapist for 2 months, and been on medication for depression for 1 month. Telling your own mother about wanting to kill yourself was just about the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I'm her own flesh and blood, and I was at the point where I couldn't stand it anymore.
Of course my dad blames me right now. It's all my fault, I'm the gay problem child. He's got a 80k car in the garage, and I've got 1k in my college fund, really nice, ain't it? He's blown money on a boat (he had to sell it later), partying, going to concerts, all this fun shit. His fun is more important than my education.
I'm not okay, I'm pretty messed up emotionally. Nobody can fix this situation I'm in. I can't turn back time and get a new dad, one the actually loved me. The only thing I can do right now is go to work, do my homework, chat with friends, and hope for a better tomorrow.
My current education plans are: Finish this year of school, then apply to a few colleges. If I get enough financial aid, scholarships, and child support (from my father, who might be forced by the courts to help pay for my college), I may be able to go to a 4 year. If not, I'll finish out my AA at my current college, and then re-evaluate. Either go to a bigger college then, or find some friends to move in with.
Karizma, you've been a great help to me emotionally, and I'm sure I wouldn't be here without your support.
My kitty. :<
Posted 16 years agoMy favorite cat in the entire world went missing a few days ago. He had long black fur, with grey stripes and light underbelly. He was my fat-kitty. He'd lay by me for hours. He'd sleep in a an open part of my desk, and just nuzzle my underarms while I used the computer.
Zeek was amazing, and I miss him already. When I moved out, I planned on taking him with me. He'll live forever in my heart.
Zeek was amazing, and I miss him already. When I moved out, I planned on taking him with me. He'll live forever in my heart.
Urgh. Memes. I shall try one D:
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Name five items within arms reach:
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2: A Fullmetal Alchemist keychain.
3: Gameboy advance with Golden Sun 1 inside.
4: My completed eagle scout project workbook.
5: Headphones.
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Name your top five favorite songs, in no particular order:
1: Lovely 2 C U - Goldfrapp. (I can't resist dancing to this song. It's unpossible not to)
2: More Adventurous - Rilo Kiley (Such a great love song, it's beautiful)
3: 6 Underground - Sneaker Pimps (Just plain awesome)
4: The Reeling - Passion Pit (Ooooh, I just love them. So chill.)
5: Three Evils Embodied in Love and Shadow - Coheed and Cambria ('tis so sad :<)
Name five languages that you would learn if you could:
1: Japanese (Currently trying to learn!)
2: Spanish
3: German
4: Pig Latin
5: Backwards speak. (I know someone that can speak in reverse. Kee-razy)
Name five politicians, not including Presidents, Prime Ministers, etc:And not if you like them or not... if you want
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Name five things you want to do before you die:
1: Sleep through an entire day.
2: Wear and act in a fursuit!
3: Get several more body parts pierced.
4: Take an extended tour of Japan.
5: Meet all my friends from around the world. :3
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Name five items within arms reach:
1: A st-st-st-sta-st-stapler.
2: A Fullmetal Alchemist keychain.
3: Gameboy advance with Golden Sun 1 inside.
4: My completed eagle scout project workbook.
5: Headphones.
(I know, super interesting)
Name your top five favorite songs, in no particular order:
1: Lovely 2 C U - Goldfrapp. (I can't resist dancing to this song. It's unpossible not to)
2: More Adventurous - Rilo Kiley (Such a great love song, it's beautiful)
3: 6 Underground - Sneaker Pimps (Just plain awesome)
4: The Reeling - Passion Pit (Ooooh, I just love them. So chill.)
5: Three Evils Embodied in Love and Shadow - Coheed and Cambria ('tis so sad :<)
Name five languages that you would learn if you could:
1: Japanese (Currently trying to learn!)
2: Spanish
3: German
4: Pig Latin
5: Backwards speak. (I know someone that can speak in reverse. Kee-razy)
Name five politicians, not including Presidents, Prime Ministers, etc:And not if you like them or not... if you want
1. I don't like this question.
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3.
4.
5.
Name five things you want to do before you die:
1: Sleep through an entire day.
2: Wear and act in a fursuit!
3: Get several more body parts pierced.
4: Take an extended tour of Japan.
5: Meet all my friends from around the world. :3
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Posted 16 years agoSo, I had a great time at Pax, but it has been quickly pushed aside to what I came home to.
My parents searched my computer while I was gone. They found inappropriate material, chat logs, things they didn't understand, things that I almost did. They did research on what furry was, and they're frankly horrified of it. So they say I can't go to Rainfurrest because of that. My mom was telling me that I was expressing myself to strangers sexually because I'm confused/unsatisfied/lonely/stressed. My dad tells me that I'm going to die young, of aids, and live a disgusting lifestyle because I'm gay.
My mom's advice was to get a boyfriend that treats me well, which I can't say I wouldn't like. I live in a small, conservative town, and I'm far away from anyone that I'm even possibly interested in romantically. I'm pretty sure the plan is for me to go to college in Seattle, mostly because I won't be alone. It's sad, but I want to be there.
With highschool, college starting, my eagle scout project, my father, my brother, I just can't take it. I'm trying as hard as I can to stay afloat, but I know I can't do this forever. I'm going to ask for help, whether it be doctor/therapist/counselor. I don't care if they give me happy pills or not, I just need someone that can help me.
My parents searched my computer while I was gone. They found inappropriate material, chat logs, things they didn't understand, things that I almost did. They did research on what furry was, and they're frankly horrified of it. So they say I can't go to Rainfurrest because of that. My mom was telling me that I was expressing myself to strangers sexually because I'm confused/unsatisfied/lonely/stressed. My dad tells me that I'm going to die young, of aids, and live a disgusting lifestyle because I'm gay.
My mom's advice was to get a boyfriend that treats me well, which I can't say I wouldn't like. I live in a small, conservative town, and I'm far away from anyone that I'm even possibly interested in romantically. I'm pretty sure the plan is for me to go to college in Seattle, mostly because I won't be alone. It's sad, but I want to be there.
With highschool, college starting, my eagle scout project, my father, my brother, I just can't take it. I'm trying as hard as I can to stay afloat, but I know I can't do this forever. I'm going to ask for help, whether it be doctor/therapist/counselor. I don't care if they give me happy pills or not, I just need someone that can help me.
Moving out
Posted 16 years agoSo, I'm temporarily living at my aunt's house. I got into a fight with my brother and my mom. It was totally unfair, and I couldn't handle staying there.
I work my ass off in school. I know I'm not the smartest kid around, but I sure do give it my all. I passed 2 ap classes last year with 4's, got an 1850 on the SAT, and am going to College as part of highschool.
At home, my brother sleeps in until 3pm, my sister is always gone at some sort of expensive cheerleading practice/camp/competition. My dad works full time and my mom works too, and taxi's my sister everywhere. So, I'm the only one that is reliably around, working dinner shifts at the restaurant. See, we've been trying to sell the house, we've had alot of projects to do and things to clean. I've been busting my ass working on all of that, prepping the house before it gets shown, all that. I even have to taxi my sister to her gymnastics sometimes, and get nothing but cold glares from her for some reason or another.
I'm constantly harrased by my brother about being gay, telling me that he's ashamed of me, that he gets pissed when he heard that I kissed some guy, whenever we disagree it's because I'm a "cock-sucking faggot". I do all of his chores around the house, because my mom thinks he's "sick". He's doing drugs, going to parties after his graveyard shift job, and all that. It's not my problem that he's a 19 year old college drop-out that's always doped up. My sister learns from him, and treats me like shit. My father insists that "queer and fag" are accurate descriptors of people, even after I insisted that he stop.
I just can't take it. I'm not going to stay somewhere I'm not welcome. I'm staying at my aunt's for a week, then going back home. From there, I'll get my parents to buy my college books (I can buy them if they wont), and go to pax and Rainfurrest, which they promised to help pay for. (I can pay for it myself if they won't, also).
Then it's just a matter of time. Unless my brother moves out, I'm leaving the day I turn 18, or if/when conditions arise that make me pursue emancipation.
There's the status of my life.
I work my ass off in school. I know I'm not the smartest kid around, but I sure do give it my all. I passed 2 ap classes last year with 4's, got an 1850 on the SAT, and am going to College as part of highschool.
At home, my brother sleeps in until 3pm, my sister is always gone at some sort of expensive cheerleading practice/camp/competition. My dad works full time and my mom works too, and taxi's my sister everywhere. So, I'm the only one that is reliably around, working dinner shifts at the restaurant. See, we've been trying to sell the house, we've had alot of projects to do and things to clean. I've been busting my ass working on all of that, prepping the house before it gets shown, all that. I even have to taxi my sister to her gymnastics sometimes, and get nothing but cold glares from her for some reason or another.
I'm constantly harrased by my brother about being gay, telling me that he's ashamed of me, that he gets pissed when he heard that I kissed some guy, whenever we disagree it's because I'm a "cock-sucking faggot". I do all of his chores around the house, because my mom thinks he's "sick". He's doing drugs, going to parties after his graveyard shift job, and all that. It's not my problem that he's a 19 year old college drop-out that's always doped up. My sister learns from him, and treats me like shit. My father insists that "queer and fag" are accurate descriptors of people, even after I insisted that he stop.
I just can't take it. I'm not going to stay somewhere I'm not welcome. I'm staying at my aunt's for a week, then going back home. From there, I'll get my parents to buy my college books (I can buy them if they wont), and go to pax and Rainfurrest, which they promised to help pay for. (I can pay for it myself if they won't, also).
Then it's just a matter of time. Unless my brother moves out, I'm leaving the day I turn 18, or if/when conditions arise that make me pursue emancipation.
There's the status of my life.
Who I am VS. What I am
Posted 16 years agoI'm going to give a little explanation here. I've been open about my sexuality for about 6~ months. That's not that long in the grand scheme of things. I've never been the flamboyant type, I'm pretty shy and introverted. I've been working at non-specific Pizza resturant for 1.5 months. I did not inform my boss that I was gay, and the only other person that knew was my friend and co-worker, Lilly, who I've known for many years.
So I'm 'playing it straight' at work. I didn't tell any of my co-workers that didn't know. I wanted to make friends, and get people to know me on a personal level before I let slip that I'm gay. If it had come up in conversation, I'd have said something about it. Being shy and introverted, you can imagine how difficult it is to even meet new people. Even more stressful because they're a tight knit group of co-workers. There's several boyfriend/girlfriend pairs, and a brother/sister pair.
Lilly comes up to me and tells me that my manager asked her if I was a homosexual. Lilly, being honest and knowing that I was open, said yes. At this point, I was weirded out, but didn't think anything of it. My Manager never said anything to me about it.
A month passes, and now it's today. Lilly tells me that my manager went around the workplace, telling all of the senior employees that I was gay, and to not offend me in any way. This infuriated me. Now, everyone knows I'm gay, without me saying a single word about it. My sexuality proceeds me, thanks to her, and now people will have pre-thought conclusions about who I must be as a person, before they actually know me at all.
Then it started to make me think more and more about how people act at work. Now, I constantly think 'Is she/he only being polite I'm gay?'. Little things, bugging the heck out of me. Now, I can't take anyone honestly. There's an elephant in the room, and nobody will say anything about it except being more polite to me than others. I don't want this.
I don't want this.
I'm not fragile. I'm not going to cry if someone makes a joke. What I do want, is to be able to let someone get to know who i am, not what I am.
Anything thoughts? Any suggestions?
I'm really scared here. I'm shy enough, I don't need this burden.
So I'm 'playing it straight' at work. I didn't tell any of my co-workers that didn't know. I wanted to make friends, and get people to know me on a personal level before I let slip that I'm gay. If it had come up in conversation, I'd have said something about it. Being shy and introverted, you can imagine how difficult it is to even meet new people. Even more stressful because they're a tight knit group of co-workers. There's several boyfriend/girlfriend pairs, and a brother/sister pair.
Lilly comes up to me and tells me that my manager asked her if I was a homosexual. Lilly, being honest and knowing that I was open, said yes. At this point, I was weirded out, but didn't think anything of it. My Manager never said anything to me about it.
A month passes, and now it's today. Lilly tells me that my manager went around the workplace, telling all of the senior employees that I was gay, and to not offend me in any way. This infuriated me. Now, everyone knows I'm gay, without me saying a single word about it. My sexuality proceeds me, thanks to her, and now people will have pre-thought conclusions about who I must be as a person, before they actually know me at all.
Then it started to make me think more and more about how people act at work. Now, I constantly think 'Is she/he only being polite I'm gay?'. Little things, bugging the heck out of me. Now, I can't take anyone honestly. There's an elephant in the room, and nobody will say anything about it except being more polite to me than others. I don't want this.
I don't want this.
I'm not fragile. I'm not going to cry if someone makes a joke. What I do want, is to be able to let someone get to know who i am, not what I am.
Anything thoughts? Any suggestions?
I'm really scared here. I'm shy enough, I don't need this burden.
Happy first journal entry! :D
Posted 16 years agoOkay, so here's an update on things.
I've been trying to get a job for awhile now, and I got my first interview for PizzaHut! :D
I'm a family friend with the manager, so I'm pretty sure I'm getting hired.
I've been desperately trying to make money lately, to support my plans. And oh, what plans I have. I shall write about those later. I've done a bunch of yard work, most of the time working for hours out in the hot sun. So I've been trading summer free time for money and a tan. This morning, I hosted a yardsale and made some money too. Which was a little bit hard because I only got 2 hours of sleep last night. I'm gonna hit the hay good tonight though.
So these plans that I'm talkin' aboot. I'm planning on going to the wonderful Penny Arcade Expo in Seattle, September 4th-6th. All the major game developers will be there, and I'm going with a large group of my friends. After that, there's a concert nearby that had Brand New(?) and Coheed and Cambria. I'm mostly pumped for Coheed! Man, I can't wait to go. A week after the concert, and 2 weeks after PAX, I've got Rainfurrest. I'll be going with a few friends, and it'll be my first major furry convention! I'm so giddy with anticipation! :D
:D
Can't wait for my first commissions either! :D
EDIT: I got hired, and opened a bank account. Now to get that debit card :O
I've been trying to get a job for awhile now, and I got my first interview for PizzaHut! :D
I'm a family friend with the manager, so I'm pretty sure I'm getting hired.
I've been desperately trying to make money lately, to support my plans. And oh, what plans I have. I shall write about those later. I've done a bunch of yard work, most of the time working for hours out in the hot sun. So I've been trading summer free time for money and a tan. This morning, I hosted a yardsale and made some money too. Which was a little bit hard because I only got 2 hours of sleep last night. I'm gonna hit the hay good tonight though.
So these plans that I'm talkin' aboot. I'm planning on going to the wonderful Penny Arcade Expo in Seattle, September 4th-6th. All the major game developers will be there, and I'm going with a large group of my friends. After that, there's a concert nearby that had Brand New(?) and Coheed and Cambria. I'm mostly pumped for Coheed! Man, I can't wait to go. A week after the concert, and 2 weeks after PAX, I've got Rainfurrest. I'll be going with a few friends, and it'll be my first major furry convention! I'm so giddy with anticipation! :D
:D
Can't wait for my first commissions either! :D
EDIT: I got hired, and opened a bank account. Now to get that debit card :O
