Another Year Older · 1:37pm Jul 6th, 2022
I survived to my 31st birthday. Woo. Damn I feel old and infirm from myopathy. At least I have cheesecake and lasagna shells to look forward to today, after my wound care appointment, anyway.
So depressed and disenfranchised with reality that I NEED ponies to keep me sane by this point.
I survived to my 31st birthday. Woo. Damn I feel old and infirm from myopathy. At least I have cheesecake and lasagna shells to look forward to today, after my wound care appointment, anyway.
Well, I've been through hell. Four MONTHS of hospitalization and nearly dying twice has left me weak, bed-ridden and still suffering a nerve-crippled right hand.
My cat, Baby, my precious kitty, has passed away at the age of 19. The closest thing I had or will ever have to a daughter is gone. I've been crying for weeks up to this point, but the pain is still raw.
I wish to share the story of how she adopted me as her daddy. My family went to adopt a cat, I was there because even though I wanted a big dog like the spoiled 11 year-old brat I was, it was supposed to be a choice we all agreed on from the litter my mother's work friend had at her house.
Happy birthday to me. My cat is dying, my job isn't paying enough and my hair is rapidly thinning, not mentioning all the family drama I do my best to avoid. However, despite all of this, I'm still writing with SilverWolfDemon a few times a week, producing glorious fetishy adventures.
Keep writing people. I don't know about you, but for me it's a relieving escape.
This year has been terrible for everyone. I personally am stuck home on unemployment, worried for the future because I have asthma and am obese so I'm basically guaranteed to die if I catch the Novel Coronavirus.
That said, with these uncertain times I am helping SilverWolfDemon churn out smutty goodness. It's one of the few things that bring me joy. My unfinished stories notwithstanding because I cringe looking back at those things and lament my written outlines just not sparking my muse.
As you can tell, by the release of Corruption of Souls by Silverwolfdemon, I've been quite busy. I'm working with Silver along with InfernoRage008 to bring my signature smutty flavor to the table and produce epic long-running tales of raunchy adventures.
This isn't the end of it either. No. After Corruption, there's yet ANOTHER fic coming! Then another, and another! The smut-train rolls ladies and gentlemen!
Yeah, uh, I may have. Kinda. Been co-authoring a story with Silverwolf Demon. Specifically, Hyrulequestria. The story IS done, but we're doing post-editing for grammar and continuity.
I apologize to all of our readers. Unlike the two-faced fucks at 2K screwing us PC players out of our beloved games for the year 2019, I'm going to be up front, honest, and non-hypocritical with the reasons behind my upsetting decisions.
I'm afraid that my life is currently in a state of occupation. I've been renovating my house in preparation for a move, my job is throwing random shifts at me (thank gog, I at least have work now, was without work for 2 weeks and Unemployment, again, has denied me), Warframe has been having a surge of content and DJ is dragging me into it instead of us writing, and the coming week my sister is visiting with my adorable niece who will be occupying nearly ALL of my time due to my designation as
I managed to pull him into a doc for ONE CHAPTER, and he starts flaking~! No fair! I've managed to convince him to help write at least 2 pages a day during the week, but he even convinced me to get GTA 5 but it doesn't want to work! The game keeps crashing for no apparent reason I can't figure out!
I JUST WANT TO BE GINGER~!