Further Confusion (Oh good lord and it fits in so many ways. I bet it makes julien fries.)
Alright, i think i'm in a mood to write this now. ^_^
I went to fc a week ago and had a farkin' blast. I didn't socialize as much as i'd have liked, i didn't make as many people laugh and smile as i'd have liked, and i didn't Do as much as i'd have liked, but i got more than i bargained for regardless.
Woofie flew me into L.A. Took awhile to loosen up, because i haven't been around people outside of work in god knows how long, but i managed. The first hug with my wuff was nice, and vulpie made a good impression first thing. We got to the con VERY late, both because my flight was two hours late, and we got lost and stuff. There was some excitement a little after we arrived, but it all got sorted out, and we settled in for the night after we went up to Kitty's room and then went out to eat and stuff.
Woofie and i started out well, but as the con went on, we didn't work out. Had a big long talk after we got back to his house a week later, and agreed it wouldn't work.
As for the con, i got cuddled, among other things, lots, and that was awesome. I found a small part of me there, in the acceptance and...it's hard to describe. Basicly i came away with the knowledge that furry is a person, or a group, who is so instinctually creative, so imaginative, in whom those things are so integral to their being, that when they look in the mirror, that creativity looks back at them and follows them through every moment of their life. It's not about art, it's about who and what you are and how your reality is formed. If you read through that, you win a puppy.
I met a few neat furs, met some friends i've known for a few years, and saw ALOT of art...much of which i loved. Got some char pics done and stuff, bought an auction piece. I was a good consumer:) One of the furs i met, Lucky Fox, I thought was adorable, and i found out two days after i got home that i've known him for two years >.>;;
There are a few furres i'd like to speak with still, like pepe, plur, airu, bastek, and feles. I'ma try to get in touch with them. I'll be moving to washington in about 4-5 months *stabs self for forgetting to ask chrissy what he needed to* and i'll prolly apprentice myself to a smith there, and go into college and learn to make jewelry. My hands itch. I need to create.
Maybe if i posted more often, my entries would be more coherent. And shorter? But this'll do methinks.
Baddy's wanting to visit before i go to washington. I really want him to too. I've been waiting five years for this move, and each time i've had to put it off, even a month, i've known it would fall through, and it always has. Still, i hope he can come.
I can't think of much else to say right now...
I went to fc a week ago and had a farkin' blast. I didn't socialize as much as i'd have liked, i didn't make as many people laugh and smile as i'd have liked, and i didn't Do as much as i'd have liked, but i got more than i bargained for regardless.
Woofie flew me into L.A. Took awhile to loosen up, because i haven't been around people outside of work in god knows how long, but i managed. The first hug with my wuff was nice, and vulpie made a good impression first thing. We got to the con VERY late, both because my flight was two hours late, and we got lost and stuff. There was some excitement a little after we arrived, but it all got sorted out, and we settled in for the night after we went up to Kitty's room and then went out to eat and stuff.
Woofie and i started out well, but as the con went on, we didn't work out. Had a big long talk after we got back to his house a week later, and agreed it wouldn't work.
As for the con, i got cuddled, among other things, lots, and that was awesome. I found a small part of me there, in the acceptance and...it's hard to describe. Basicly i came away with the knowledge that furry is a person, or a group, who is so instinctually creative, so imaginative, in whom those things are so integral to their being, that when they look in the mirror, that creativity looks back at them and follows them through every moment of their life. It's not about art, it's about who and what you are and how your reality is formed. If you read through that, you win a puppy.
I met a few neat furs, met some friends i've known for a few years, and saw ALOT of art...much of which i loved. Got some char pics done and stuff, bought an auction piece. I was a good consumer:) One of the furs i met, Lucky Fox, I thought was adorable, and i found out two days after i got home that i've known him for two years >.>;;
There are a few furres i'd like to speak with still, like pepe, plur, airu, bastek, and feles. I'ma try to get in touch with them. I'll be moving to washington in about 4-5 months *stabs self for forgetting to ask chrissy what he needed to* and i'll prolly apprentice myself to a smith there, and go into college and learn to make jewelry. My hands itch. I need to create.
Maybe if i posted more often, my entries would be more coherent. And shorter? But this'll do methinks.
Baddy's wanting to visit before i go to washington. I really want him to too. I've been waiting five years for this move, and each time i've had to put it off, even a month, i've known it would fall through, and it always has. Still, i hope he can come.
I can't think of much else to say right now...