Today, I did some trimming. It was fun. The blades were made of *HIGH-IMPACT PLASTIC* which is just like regular plastic but for *HIGH IMPACTS* and such. Is cool.
I worked with a tracker a bit today. I'm trying to figure out how I can make some music without having to actually learn to play an instrument well. I mean, I can kind of play the keyboard, but I have a long way to go. But this program allows me to put in patterns using different audio samples and make music. People usually use this type of thing to make Trance and Techno and stuff, but I'm not into that. I'm using various free guitar samples to make my stuff. It's going well, I guess.
Um, what else happened today? Ah, we lit a big pile of junk on fire. I got a bunch of pictures and a video of it. It was cool.
I guess now I'll talk about my being a furry.
I'm a furry (the link is to the Wikipedia article.). Read it plox. kthx.
Are you done? Why are you back here? Finish up! Seriously!
Role-playing:
I like to role-play a bit now and then. I love the feeling of knowing that you are collaborating with another person to make something (sometimes) beautiful. My fursona (my furry representation of myself... Yes, like in the Matrix.) is a yellow fox with maroon eartips and paws. He stands upright like PEOPLE!!! His name? Aloysis Korbaut. I have a picture, but it's not a accurate depiction of him, so you can't see it HA!
Fur-suiting:
I do want to try it sometime. Even though I would feel like a total moron in a costume, I can't help but be drawn to it. It's pulling me. Puullllliiiiing me iiiiiiin. Like a tractor beeeeeeeaaaam. Plus I'd get a chance to act like the total hyperactive idiot that I really am with impunity. And I could make small children laugh. EVERYONE WINS!
Conventions:
I wanna go! Waaaaah. No, really. You has no idea.
Ok, now I'm sure you are wondering:
"Why do you need to talk about a hobby like this? I don't start a blog and post in excruciating detail the reasons I like cars. I don't say, 'Cars are wonderful pieces of machinery. There are conventions full of cars that people go to. I like to role-play like I'm a car and have people ride on my back. I dress up in car parts and make driving noises. My carsona is a yellow Ford Mustang with maroon side-mirrors and rims. Here. "
Um... ok.
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Well, there are multiple reasons.
1. The internets hate furries.
Because of a loud-mouthed, creepy 10% in the fandom, the Internets at large usually associate furries with A) Drama and B) Weird, messed-up stuff you DO NOT WANT. So this explanation here, in a way, is almost like painting a big target on myself. Not that I'm saying I'm so important that just by posting this on my blog, angry internet tards will come and harass me. I would be giving myself too much credit. Still, I can't help but be a little nervous. So yeah.
2. This is really important to me.
I consider this to be a large part of who I am. I want you all to know. In detail. Excruciating detail. I mean, when someone loves something, they tend to talk about it. So I'm talking. LISTEN TO MEEEEE!
3. I hope that this will (perhaps magically) attract other furries to this blog.
Yeah, I'm naive. Whatever.
4. I couldn't think of anything else to write for today's blog.
Of course, I did stop trying to think of other things after coming up with this idea...
5. The cake.
It's a lie.
So there. Now you know more about me and my furry-ness. *Rawr* Crap, foxes bark. Erm, *Bark*
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I'm just gonna... go... and... LOOK BEHIND YOU! A THREE-HEADED MONKEY!
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