Some of my art is now available in the etsy shop ByTheThree. It is run by my wonderful friend and features her work along with a few friends'. If you are interested in lovely, hand crafted items from clothing to jewelry to plushies, please visit the shop!

https://www.etsy.com/shop/ByTheThree?ref=shop_sugg


Also, I'm making My Little Pony plushies! I am willing to take commissions and make custom orders! Please don't let this rare opportunity pass you by!

Hey all, I still have two lovely ferret-dragon artist dolls that are for sale! One is the full-sized Cinnamon-Blue and the other is the Silver-Lavender kit. They both need great homes and the best part is that they don't eat, stink or poop, but will provide fuzzy companionship wherever you go.

Also, I've been pumping out a great deal of My Little Pony artwork. If you would like to commission me for some, please send me a note with more information. I can do either digital drawings or 3D work. I'm considering making pony plushies by commission. If you would like one or know someone who might be interested, please see my Luna plush for my personal style reference and send me a note for more details.

Hey guys, let me get real with you for a moment. I've been transitioning to a new job, but they have put my official training (thus my pay check) until Feb. My husband is in the middle of an unpaid apprenticeship for another two weeks. We have the bills covered for now, but money is not flowing. So I am going to be making artist dolls to sell.
My first one is a little female ferret dragon, much in the style of Persephone. She is roughly 20" long. I haven't decided on fur or mane colors just yet. I will be selling her for $100 minimum. These babies are hand crafted, start to finish, made to be durable and flexible.
If you would like to pre-order my newest little girl, please send me a note. It's going to an artist who has a small family to feed. Thank, all!

****UPDATE (as of 01/17)****
I have made another ferret-dragon artist doll. It is another female with a blue mane and cinnamon body. If you're interested, please send me a note for more information.

I have also made a ferragon kit and I am willing to take custom orders for them. They are $45 starting price, not including shipping.

Also, in case you wonder what the difference between males and females of this doll are, the males are almost twice as large, have distinct eyebrow tufts, longer horns and their tails are not nearly as fluffy. With this in mind, mostly because of size, I charge a good deal more for them. Until I get a steady following for these dolls, I will be making mostly females.

So, as you all know, I've changed into a Kittigon (cat-dragon). The images I've posted thus far were all works in progress, but I finally have my new form hammered out (so to speak). With this revelation, I've considered toying with my colors and patterns again. It's spring, I'm a dragon, just try to stop me! Anyway, I'm rather up for suggestions and I'll be posting a blank soon. Would anyone like to color me? I might post a few fiddily-bits up myself and input would be welcome as well.

If you want to color, I do have a few things I am keeping the same no matter what:
- My eyes are green/hazel
- My lightest color is ivory
- I don't care for spots; I'm a stripy girl. Don't forget, deep down there is a bit of a tiger still lurking.

Anything else is fair game! Except my gender. Please, no add-ons.

Just let me know if you need anything like files and I will send it your way. Thanks everyone!

So, things on my end have been changing. I mean, why wouldn't they? Life isn't static. With the obvious now stated, here's what's going on and why I feel the need to tell the world. Let's make a list!
- I'm getting married in less than a year.
- I'm the only one at my workplace who can do my job. I'm a cake decorator for those of you who don't know. It's not necessarily who I am, just what I do for now. There used to be five of us to handle this job. Now it's just me and has been for, I dunno...five months or more? Lots of pressure, lots of stress, more responcibility than I can really handle.
- Spring is right around the corner. I know that most people wouldn't really even consider this one, but my body is extremely tuned into the weather and earth. I go into a deep, deep slump during the winter and don't snap out of it until spring.
- A few months ago I went from having a roommate to having a house all to myself. This is great for privacy, but it sucks for the bills.
- I will be moving to another state after our wedding.
- I will be getting a better job after the move. I hope!
- I've grown very close to one or two people recently, finally opening up to someone here in this tiny town who isn't my mate. But in return, a good portion of my good friends moved away, leaving me very lonely.
- And the !BIG KICKER!... I changed my religion. I now consider myself a Universalist with a base in Christianity. Most people, especially here on FA, don't know that I'm a pastor's daughter. Like, almost a zealot-style Christian pastor. For me to say I am anything but that is a really, really big deal and took a lot of soul-searching and agonizing.
Anyway, before I go into any sob stories (that's not what this is about) what I'm trying to get across is that everything is changing on my end from my job, my lover, my friendships, my home life...everything. And in return, I too am changing.
How, you might ask? Well...two ways are most prominent. First is my elemental allignment. For as long as I can remember, I have associated best with true fire (fire primary and electricity secondary). I'm still a fire primary, but my secondary is shifting to earth. It's funny...I actually crave greenness and sunshine and warm soil almost as much as I crave heat and light. I feel drawn to stones more and more, deep, earthy smells, herbs...all kinds of things. It's like it's all brand new and I want to hold every bit (except the stuff that makes me itch).
Here's the second thing, the thing that actually makes me anxious. I think... I think I might be shifting again, and in a big way. Most people when they change things about themselves, it's not really that big of a deal. A redesign is like getting a makeover - it's fun and the results are usually for the best. But I'm looking at a remodel and it freaks me out. I don't like shifting. It makes me nervous. I like to be sure and solid in my form. I don't like change. And up until now, I was 110% feline, hands-down. Now...I think I'm turning into a dragon. Not like...huge, scaled reptilian beasties. I'm still like...60% feline. But I feel like I'm something more. With all that's happened and is about to happen, I feel like I'm shedding my skin, growing out of what I used to be and what I used to know and becoming something bigger. Better. More tuned in to who and what I am and what the world is like. And sometimes when these things happen, I can't stay as I was. It's just...not possible for me.
So..the dragon thing. Why a dragon? Why not a bat or a raccoon or...a unicorn? Firstly, I will never be a unicorn. Just putting that out there. I'm not sure, really. All of this is really hard to explain. It's just how I feel. What fits me. I've been fighting this change off for a long time, actually, I just never really told anyone except for Zack. And then we brushed it off and put it away until it surfaced again, and again, and again. Now, I'm going to try it on for size, stretch my little wings and see how it goes. I'll post an in-progress image for you all to see. Mind you, in progress. There are a few things that need fiddling with. But I have these two long whisker things (they aren't in the image yet and I don't know what to call them) that I've been twitching all day. It's one on each side, ever-so-slightly thicker than a normal whisker with a little tastle on the end. They're funny. But...yeah. If anyone has anything to say...please do. Just be gentle with me. I don't take changing very well. My friend Markoh shifts with nearly every season and has been for years. I don't know how she does it with so much ease. I feel like a peeled fruit every time, even if it's just fur patterns.
On a lighter note, I have a lot on my plate right now, including becoming a vendor at our annual Nerd Con. So expect lots of art from that.
That's all for now.

I posted this to my facebook page which is viewable by my family, friends and peers. I think it needs to be said.

Rant time, not necessarily intended for young eyes. You've been warned. I'm sitting here watching this show on Netflix called "My Strange Addiction". This show covers a number of topics that are usually reserved for the Jerry Springer show, like the people who are afraid of aluminum foil, but instead of fear, they desire these things. Obviously. Now, before I hit on anything too heavy, let me put a vague disclaimer that I belong to a handful of obscure sub communities. I'm not going to go into specifics because it's not relevant. One of the first things I see in the list of show titles is Cushion Eater/Furry. They are randomly clumped, I know, but everything else in this long list of topics have something to do with a disorder of some kind. Eating foam, cosmetics, window cleaners - those are all things that can really effect your health. Being a furry, or for that matter, being part of a community of people who enjoy similar topics of art, dress, music or sex IS NOT A DISORDER. So what if people want to dress up in a costume of any kind. I know people who look like vampires on a regular basis. They are wonderful, kind, intelligent people. So what if they don't fit into your standards. They don't go to work like that. They are capable of being in public and looking "normal". And if they didn't, why the hell would anyone care? "Oh, that's not right." "They should leave that at home." "I don't want my kids getting any ideas." What is the harm of expressing who you are? It's not like every person in a fursuit wants to walk up to you or your loved one, offer them candy and proposition them to the nearest back alley. If someone is brave enough to go into public looking exactly how they want, dressing exactly the way they want, then they should be given credit. I bet half or more of the general public doesn't have the balls to even think about that. I'm not condoning people who go to children's parks in nothing but a trench coat. Don't get me wrong. There are people out there who need boundaries. But someone who wants to wear a tail on their off days (Like me, the freak) because it makes them happy - back off. If you don't like it, don't look. But don't go around spreading hate because you think it's just a little off. That's all.

So, here's how things are going with my art:

I've been obsessing over Ren Faire that is coming up next month. A good portion of my efforts is going towards that in most of my free time. My stuff is mostly done, but I still have my mate's to do.

Speaking of my mate, his computer needed a new hard drive recently and he wasn't able to save the drawing program we were working with before, so it's been trial and error finding another. Sketchbook is good for just that - sketches, and Corel Painter 12 is pretty, but it seems to have a lag problem. I'm getting frustrated with it. Unfortunately, I'm rather addicted to coloring digitally. It's something about the pureness of the colors, the fact that you can indeed go back and you aren't at the mercy of the scanner. However, I get frustrated easily and I don't want to deal with a laggy program. So the piece I've been working on for that might have to wait.

My job working as a cake decorator is stressful. We are under new management and quite frankly I don't have enough time between making things for the case and back-ups to do anything fun. Besides, we are short handed and every time I get a moment to breathe it's off to do something else, like bread or freight. I do have some images to upload - quite a few for that matter - but I don't really have the stamina right now to punch it all out.

On my fursuit mask.......that is going to be scrapped until further notice. I have basically mutilated it to the point where when/if I started again, the mask itself would be parts for the new prototype. It was a good learning experience and I'll probably keep fussing with it for a while to come. But as things stand now, don't wait up for this thing. It's history.

I think that's all I've got for now. I'm tired, even though I've had a little time off recently. There's a whole lot of change happening in my life right now and it has sucked all the energy from me. I hope that will change soon. Until then, love and kittens, friends.

Like I just said, guys, I just don't have time to juggle a full-time job, personal projects and other obligations while people wait anxiously for something I may or may not be able to make. I'm very sorry because I would love to be able to make beautiful things all the time, but it's just not in the cards right now.
I hope everyone keeps watching me anyway!
Love and kittens and bats and ferrets and fluffy, fluffy critters!

Here's the scoop: (Deep breath!) My current roommate and/or landlord decided a month or two back that he was going to move out of our home to help his brother financially. He figured that since I was considering moving out this summer that I wouldn't mind finding a new place to live. As soon as possible. I live in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere that would be completely boarded up if it weren't for the big college that's here. It's also alllll mountain property. What does this mean to me? Well, the college part means that the population is mostly made up of students not making the best choices in life so when they get a pet and screw up, it spoils it for the rest of us. I have five lovelies of my own, most of which are ferrets. What's the big deal with the mountain? It means all the property costs a ton and people can get away with it.
Now, against all odds, I did find a place to rent with a new roommate that fit my criteria pretty well. Everything was set to go when I found out today that (five days before we sign the lease and give all our money away) my roomie lost her job and can't help with all the deposits after all. So I'm stuck paying around $1,000 by myself before someone comes to kick me to the street at my current place. I don't know how this is going to work out.
Care to help? I'm opening my small commissions. I need money very badly. Here's what I'm willing to do (Prices do not include shipping):
***Drawings: $5.00 - Sketch
$10.00 - Ink
$15.00 - Flat color
$20.00 - Shaded
$25.00 - $35.00 Full scene
(***I do prefer the drawings right now because it's kinda like instant gratification. I send you a file, there's no middle-man mail.)
Tomato Animals: $10.00 - $20.00 Depending on what you want
Small sculpture: We'll discuss price.

If you have any other suggestions for what you might like, or one thing listed, shoot me a note and we can talk details. Again, I really, really need help right about now. As in, if I can still afford to eat or not. So, please, get a nice thing-a-mah-jig for yourself and help me out in the process.

As you can see, I've been working at, well, work for the most part. I pushed and pushed to get all these entries to a decorating contest done and now I'm ready to move on. To what, you might ask? You remember that fursuit I started like a year ago? I want it done. I just purchased a bunch of fur on sale (fabricdepot.com) and that should push me to my goal. It also helped that a fine, 3" ply ivory, 60" width fox fur was marked from $37 something to $24.
I'm also going to revamp the mask that I have already. I'm just not satisfied with it. I'm going to redo the top of the head, ears and probably eyes. Maybe. I dunno about those eyes. If you want to know what I'm talking about, by the way, it's in my gallery. The issue of the eyes is visability. I can see, but it's foggy. I really don't like the idea of running into things all the time. I found a tutorial involving clear lenses with a buckram fabric backdrop. We'll see. If you have any ideas, suggestions, opinions, let me know. I considered doing the glass eye on top of black screen such and such. It's still not really what I want.
Hm, otherwise, things are kinda slow around here. I still haven't heard from my last commissioner - the hyena ears person - and might end up selling them if they go uncollected. Highest bidder. I don't want to, mind you - I want to give them to whom they were made for.*** So, please, contact me commissioner.***
'Tis all for now.

I really like the adoptables idea. If I made some, would anyone be interested in taking them? Here's some sample critters: ferret-dragons, hamster-pareketes, hummingbird-mice, moth-chameleons. Also, Zack just suggested that I post a list of animals that can be mixed and matched to make custom orders. Any takers?

So here's what's been happening lately. I've been lazy as crap. I've tried to punch out art when I can get motivated, but work has been pushing me hard, so every time I get a day off, all I want to do is sit down and play games. I'm in the middle of making some cute ears for one girl and have at least two more commissions to do before I even think of doing anything for anyone else. Except myself, of course. It's hard for me to always ignore my own ideas in favor of what others want from me. That is also why I never really finish things when I start them for quite some time. Oh, and I usually give my money away. Like recently, I went on a trip to visit my folks, and then I adopted a new kitty. Between those things and bills, bills and more bills, I've been too poor to buy new supplies. And I could earn more money with commissions. But... I'm sure you see where I'm going with this.
So my fursuit has been put on hold until I get nice fur. I'm trying to get the mechanics of a new puppet out as we speak, but there's a good chance that I'll put that down for a while after this, too. My goal for the puppet is to have him done by October for a ren faire. He will be a ferret-dragon <3! I'm trying to make him one of those swivel-headed things, but we'll see. I got some parts for that and they aren't what I expected, so I might go with a spring and string rig. So that's that.
Otherwise, plotting my wedding stuff and hating every day that I have to go back to work for The Man.

...I would like to give a friend of mine some help. She is pretty much a paid blogger and the more views she gets, the more money she makes. Could you help a girl out and check out her article? http://www.examiner.com/contemporar.....-how-to-use-it

...I really need a little cheering up. Here's my situation: I found a temporary place to stay and will be moving within the week. When, specifically, probably Wednesday will be the bulk of it. I am still looking for something a little more solid, but it probably won't roll around until May. But because of all that is happening and some personal reasons (please don't ask me why because my answer will sound like jibberish) I had to give up my cat. I just... wasn't the right one for him. So, now on top of everything that has me so, so drained, I am now in mourning. He's still alive and well, but I will probably never see him again. Yes, it's for the best, but my little heart is broken. If you feel so inclined, I would enjoy something fuzzy. A drawing, a hug, anything really... My (currently) sad life needs a little sunshine. And yes, I could go to cuteoverload.com for my fuzzy fix, but.. I just don't want to see kittens right now. Anyway, that's it for a bit. Commissions are still on hold. Sorry.

Hey everyone. I'm going through a mini crisis in my life involving a place to live. I'm going to skip the details, but I wanted to announce that until I get everything worked out, commissions that are underway are being put on hold. I'm very sorry, but your plushie is just slightly less important than my housing. Hopefully it will the straightened out by next week. Sorry sorry sorry for the trouble.

Commissions from me are temporarily closed. I need to catch up on what I have and do some personal work. I'll let everyone know when it will be back open (within the next few months).
If you have materials for me for an existing commission, you need to send it to me soon so that I may get your pieces to you. Thanks!

I am now open for commissions. I do mostly 3-D work, a lot of sewing, but I'll also be willing to make anything else for a customer. I will make your fursona, your mate, your pets, a character, or just something that makes you happy. But thus far, my hats and plushies are being asked for, so here's what I'm asking (NOT INCLUDING SHIPPING):

Tomato Plush Standard - $10.00

Tomato Plush Custom - $15.00 to $20.00
If your commission is extremely elaborate, say you want your plushie to have embroidered tattoos/markings, it will go up to $20.00. Usually it's $15.00.

Large Tomato Plush - $20.00

Small/Medium Plush - $10.00 to $15.00
All of the previous notes apply here.

Larger Rice/Stuffed Plush - $17.00 to $25.00
This also goes back to how elaborate you want your new buddy. If I spend over twenty hours sewing in all those tiny back spines, I'm going to ask a little more.

Super-Mega-Large Plush - I have no idea. We can talk.

Single Feature Hat - $15.00

Double Feature Hat (ie: antlers and ears) - $25.00

Ear or Horn Prop - $25.00 to $35.00

Simple Tail - $25.00

Elaborate Tail - $35.00

Paw Boots - $45.00***
***Here is the deal with this one. The $45.00 is what I expect in profit. You will have to supply me with boots to form the paw/hoof onto. I cannot buy a boot for you because these are made to be as comfortable as possible. They need to fit and fit well before I even touch them. If I need to buy other supplies for these, you will have to pay for those as well. I'm sorry about all that, but this is much more labor-intensive than anything else I make. ***

Paw Mittens - $20.00

Paw Slippers - $30.00

Wingalings Simple - $20.00

Wingalings Elaborate - $30.00

Tiny Clay Figures - $5.00 to $10.00


Everything else, it's really up to what you want, what you want it made with and how big it will get. I have made a life-sized Furret (from pokemon) that is almost as big as I am. I can and will make that for you, but I can't cut you a discount because I am poor, too. On that note, the end price will depend on what it takes for me to ship to you. I hate to do that to you, guys, but I can't afford to put hours and hours into a beautiful thing just for you and then only make five bucks off the deal. But, again, I can make you just about anything you want and will be happy to do so. Just send me a note and we can talk business.

I just adopted a baby ferret! He is about two months old, silver, has a little heartish shape on his forehead and is wonderful. His name is after the Babylonian love god. I'm hoping he lives up to that. His adoption was a huge investment, which will put me back financially for a while, but the happiness outweighs the cost. He completes my lovely zoo. I am completely content in the pet department. Oh! And and and.... he used his litter box! I shall have him litter trained in no time.

My life is perpetually balancing itself. I've noted this before and will keep noting it if for nothing else than to remind me that things will eventually get better. My coworkers, well past fifty or more, have never grown up and by this point, never will. They are begrudging adolescents internally and only like you as long as you don't stand up to them. They are comparable to the high school drop outs that work in fast food their whole lives and have no other goals other than sitting at home and getting high. I have now worked with both and see that no matter where you go, things do not get better. Not as long as there is a dollar range around minimum wage and people never leave the town they grew up in, people get stuck in their rung of Erikson's developmental latter. I feel the pressure building in my head every time I start to think about this....
Okay, I'm breathing....
Right. Long story short: I had a problem about a month ago with the coworkers. They are lazy, they think they can do what they want and then happily leave all their mess and leftover work for the rest of us to do. Every. Day. I got sick of it. I reported their asses to management. They got scolded, the room got clean and I got bullied from then out. And not even the brave, I've-got-a-bone-to-pick type bullying; oh no. It's the sneaky, snide, I'm-not-talking-to-you-but-I'm-talking-about-you kind. It's been over for well over a month. I even went up to them and said that I was sorry they got so upset to begin with, but now they're just lingering. I count the days to when I can quit, go to a better job and flip them the bird on the way out.
Sorry. I went to bed mad, dreamt that I was mad and now a day later am still mad. This just happens to be a nice little outlet for me to just.... let it go. Things will get better. They have to.
On a much better note, I have three days off, all of which I plan on spending my time working on my head some more. There are updates to be had about the process, but when I post the next picture set, I'll say it all then. Until then, I'm going to... I dunno. Look at porn, maybe. Hell, it's not hard to find here. Maybe the over-exaggerated phallic adoration will humor me. Blah.

I am about to embark on creating my fursuit. Like the lovely Markoh, I've been doing my research and considering how I want things to go down. I was really thinking about leaving a space for my real hair to be out, but then after seeing a few examples of the same, I decided against it. Those usually look like what they are - masks just set on top of the head - which really breaks the illusion. And if anyone knows me, they know that I love me some hyper-realism in my art. With that said, I will have to learn to tame my mane long enough to get it in a head, which I'm assuming will take a nylon cap (made for wigs) and a box of bobby-pins. I don't think I'll install a wig onto the suit, either. They just get so messy. Oh well. That's my artistic update for now. When I start and get somewhere, I'll strive for another post with images.

Oh, also: http://www.clockworkcreature.com/gallery/

I'm working to compete with that. If anyone has any input, I'll gladly take it.

....emo. Yeah, that's me. Emo, emo, emo, angst, angst, angst. Minus the cutting and tight pants, 'cause children, you don't want to see these thighs that up-close. That is way beyond the point. Lately, I've been going through a lot. If you check my facebook, you'll get it there. If not, let's call it a long series of curses wrapped around the holidays, my health and my car. A lot on the car. Oh, and on my mate's mom. Oooooh, that woman steams my veggies like nothing else. (I'm trying to make this post light-hearted or else I'll get really worked up all over again into a nice hot rage.) I think I need more cute and fuzzy things in my life. If you would like to donate to the Save Xkashent's Sanity Foundation, please feel free to submit a payment of one raccoon, bat or opossum to your local FA account. Or, if you have something cuter or fuzzier, I'll take those, too. I'm not picky. Okay, I am, but I'm feeling desperate here, people (er, non-people). Seriously. Fuzzy.

Here's a story. I got off work at 9:00 tonight. Because I knew I would have to park far away from the apartment (a block or more) I asked my buddy Derek to follow me with his truck. While waiting for him, I unlocked my mostly-frozen door just enough to let me in, threw down my bag, started the heat, got the scraper and went back outside, closing the door behind me. Oh, and might I mention that it's been blizzarding all day and with wind-chill, the temperature is in the negatives. I scrape the car and come back to realize that the door had relocked itself with all of my belongings inside. Derek and I spent over an hour trying to break back in with a coat-hanger. Eventually, I called AAA and had them fish me back out with no charge. I did end up having to park a block away, walk home in the blistering cold and managed to cut my heal open. It's now 11:45, almost three hours after my shift and I'm home. Moral of the story? Become a AAA member. (Thank you, Jerry!)

Going back to my previous journal post, I'm keeping the hair and I've decided black will be my new color, keeping my red and black stripey bangs. Yes. I like it. Expect to see it around, one of these days when I have a working scanner.

...the workaholics get bored to tears. Good ol' Boone has been nasty to me again and I found myself having to call into work due to bad weather. I crappy reason, I know, but it was either that or die trying to get over the mountian I currently live on. Long story short, I'm now back down, safe and mostly warm, but so effing bored. My mind wants to create so badly that it hurts, but I also expelled a ton of energy lately being stressed out and moving. Also, I left all of my supplies back at my apartment. My main objective was to get my animals, my uniforms and my butt back down to Boone-proper and do it before the ice came falling again.
With this in mind, I have spun a few ideas around. I'm curious: does a fursona look better with or without the humanesque hair? I guess the answer depends on the critter and how it's presented. I've seen some artists that have it blend naturally with the hair/fur around it, or reuse it somewhere else on the body (say, tail fluff) but then others that just plop it on like a wig and that's that. In the past, I've certainly done the latter, and I don't think it's working anymore. My fur colors are as follows: black, red-orange and white. Light brown hair just doesn't seem to really... fit. Yes, my hair is certainly something I pride myself on, but I don't know if I want to work it into the fursona anymore or not. I am a cat. In full form, I do not need three feet of hair dragging behind me. I'll have to play with it. Even though I admire the work of others with the blended hair/fur thing, I don't like the slicked-back look for myself. And I don't have a mane.
Ahh, well. That's all that's on my mind. That and I want to make a rat creature plush from the comic series Bone. Look it up.

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now

Day Two: Nine things about yourself.

Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.

Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.

Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.

Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)

Day Seven: Four turn offs.

Day Eight: Three turn ons.

Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.

Day Ten: One confession

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Day one:
1- I hate what you did to me, but I wouldn't be the person I am now if you hadn't.
2- You are so selfish, but then, so am I.
3- I wish you would stop drinking.
4- I miss you and I often wonder how you're doing.
5- Things will work out, I promise.
6- The one you are looking for is out there, but they might not be who you think they are.
7- We all reunite one day.
8- I love you so much, but I hope something else takes you soon before the Alzheimer's does.
9- I wish you would let me sleep in the morning.
10- Please don't think I'm a flake.

Day two:
1- I'm much smarter than I sound. Or, at least, I hope so.
2- I'm gullible.
3- I trust people to do what they say they will.
4- I forgive too easily.
5- I won't take crap from anyone if I can help it, unless I'm paid to do so.
6- I cannot stop thinking.
7- There is always, always a song in my head.
8- I love to sing and dance, even though I'm not astounding at either.
9- I'm viciously territorial.

Day three:
1- Be honest.
2- Make me laugh, but in a not trying to do it sort of way.
3- Accept my gifts.
4- Be a dork/nerd/geek/all-around-good-person.
5- Love me back.
6- Don't mind my little obsessions.
7- Be chemically compatible with my chemicals.
8- Be Zack Beaty.

Day four:
1- The people I miss.
2- Embarrassing situations that I've been in throughout the years.
3- Any sort of confrontation I need to prepare for.
4- Art projects.
5- Art ideas.
6- Anything I might be currently obsessing over.
7- When my next day off is going to be.

Day 5:
1- Eaten so much junk food.
2- Spoke before thinking.
3- Persisted on being close to people who didn't want to be close to me.
4- Hurt those I care for, both physically and emotionally.
5- Became a bully when I was a kid.
6- Let the little things get to me.

Day 6:
1- My mate, Zack.
2- My two best friends in the world, Vi and Lisa.
3- My mother.
4- My stepdad.
5- Cyrano.

Day 7:
1- Snorting your snot.
2- Sharp noises.
3- Mouth-breathing.
4- Not letting me get a word in on a conversation.

Day 8:
1- My mate.
2- A wide variety of fantasy things.
3- Belts.

Day 9:
1- Sleepy smily
2- Dizzy smily

Day 10:
I am more timid than I will ever let on. The worst thing someone can do to me is scold me for something I've done wrong.

I realize that this is my first journal on here. To those who know and watch me, I am doing well. Work is about 80% of my life and the other 20% goes towards my interpersonal relationships (not just with my mate, but others as well). The cold is setting in and this fire-type is fizzling out slowly. I've gotten sick like three times, and winter isn't even here yet. Just sitting here in a moderately warm room is making my hands get all icy. Anywho, I have a big pile of Things To Do when I'm not hulling around produce at the local Walmart and they are quite fruitful, but leave me with very little.... well, me-time. At least I'm rarely bored. Cyrano, my five-month-old kitten, is growing very quickly and would be the best mouser around if I ever let him outside. Zack is getting through school well enough. Sadly, I can't help him out much 'cause I'm always working. Nevertheless, we are happy. I don't regret my move over to Boone, although many things are much harder here. Friends are being made and I'm getting into a groove of sorts, but I still look back at my college days as something to be missed. Mostly for the people. No matter where I go, or where I leave, it's always the people that make all the difference. And, yes, I will be moving somewhere completely different again in a few years, but no one knows where that is yet. I miss Memphis. I want to come back, and would, if it weren't for the lack of jobs and the fact that all those who I love there would mostly have moved on to their own adventures by then. So Memphis remains in my heart like a dream (or in some cases, a nightmare) that I return to now and again. It's hard moving on. It's hard growing up and coming face to face with the things I never really considered until now - like doctor's bills and managing my home life, my friendships, my work and my joys. I've prided myself on my maturity all my life, but I realize that I haven't really gotten there yet, nor will I for some time. Yes, I've done things that many people have not and experienced much in my short years here, but it feels like just the beginning of things. Surely it is. Either way, I'm here. I'm living and watching others from far away. I can't be where my loved ones are, but I watch, quietly. You are in my heart, as cheesy as that sounds. Truly.