Arlo

Had a conga line of unfortunate events hit me recently that included stomach illness and extra expenses. Nothing planet-shattering, just a run of bad luck that kept me indoors. Oh well, it wasn't really autumn here yet, anyway.

I just got a new character designed, Manuel (full name Emmanuel). Jesch always does some great art. The ref sheet's FA-only because it has naughty bits. I have a SFW version that might go up on my website (at a reduced size because I'm not hosting an 8mb+ image) in a place where I can put the other characters I'll inevitably acquire. My partner is trying his best to hold me back from dumping wads of cash into YCHs and buying up adoptables like they're Beanie Babies. Fine, I'll wait until my bills hit me.

Yes, I could be making a whole new page for the website, exciting! Unfortunately, the thought puts me in a guilt loop where I ask myself, "Sure, you could do that new thing, but what about writing stories—when were you gonna go back to that old thing? And writing more letters? And making zines? Also, shouldn't you be, like, cleaning something?" I always feel like I'm procrastinating on something by doing something else unless I can convince myself that what I'm doing right now is indeed important (e.g., my job) or find something to do that lets me sublimate and forget the world (e.g., video games). The latter is actually more inconsistent now because my adult gland is inflamed and keeps going on about "the future" and "your health" when I used to be able to game unburdened for hours. That's maturity, I guess.

Going to a furry meet is still a "one day" thing. Being sick took out some opportunities to go out, not that I was primed for those before. I was anxious before and I'm anxious now.

I wrote about how much I like fursonas, which is too much. I've had this one gestating on my laptop for a while, just adding to it until it has basically everything I wanted to mention.

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I just got the one book I was waiting for in the mail today, so I now have a pretty solid reading list for the next while:

Waterways by Kyell Gold
Dogs of War, anthology edited by Fred Patten
Scars of the Golden Dancer by NightEyes DaySpring

I also have a digital copy of a non-furry (edit) book by a furry: The Dogtrot Murder by Nick Sanders.

Physical copies of furry books and other small-print media are some of the coolest things, and I just wanted to enthuse about that a little. I'd love to have a bookshelf full of them one day!

In other news, my mate is sick and tired and his senses are dulled and he feels crappy and he's gotta close the blinds a bit because it's too bright in here and his head hurts and he needs a smoothie. I'm doing my best to avoid catching the same cold (not COVID, we checked).