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Sunday, February 27, 2011

What you want me to be, and who I am are two very different things!

So….  Takes in a deep breath.  Climbs to the top of his mountain.  Clears his throat, and yells to the world.  I AM A BABYFUR!
Okay now that, that is out there can we all get on with our lives?  Why do people feel the need to look at me like I am some sort of incurable cancer?   What have I ever done to you? Who have I ever hurt? No one, and yet the ignorance of world means I must be persecuted in the eyes of the deviants I surround my self with.
That being said I am going to post this link hoping that it will help educate the masses -
Please don’t judge me for what I do.  Now that all that is out there answer this for me.  How does that hurt you?

-Yuki Ookami

Friday, February 25, 2011

New Changes and More to Come.

If you have not noticed today brought forth some big changes.   The site now has a new URL and E-mail address.  There are many more changes to come.  Let me know what you would like to see, and let me know what you think.

It's Not You, It's Me. Ok So It's Really You.

Want to talk about being blindsided. Holy shit you guys missed the fun and excitement of this weeks episode. Where should I start? Hum. I know.

My significant other dropped a bombshell on me the other day. She told me she wants an open relationship, and that she thinks I should participate.

That's when I slammed on the brakes. I told her that it was something I was not interested in but she keeps continuing to push the issue. She says something along the line of how she really thinks I should. To me it sounds like she wants to have a relationship with some one else while I continue to pay the bills and support her. She just wants me to participate so she can justify it to her self.

Sounds like its time to call an attorney.

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Saturday, February 19, 2011

A Sickness, and Stray Dogs

It has been 3 days since I posted anything. It's been a long 3 days being sick and dealing with things. Things of which I choose not to speak. That being said.

You know when your sitting at home and you see a poor little stray puppy dog who is in need of great care. So you take this puppy in out of pity, you give it a bath, brush it clean, feed it, give it water, and give it a warm comfy place to stay.

And for a few days that little puppy brings some joy into your meaningless life, forcing you to smile and laugh in a sad cruel word.

Yet after a while the cute cuddly puppy you felt so sorry for starts pissing in the house, chewing on your shoes and destroying you furniture. Slowly that joy that the puppy brought you changes to frustration, which then turns to anger, which then forces you to pick up the phone to the county animal shelter to pick up the stray and take it away.

Do you think they have a service like this for humans? If so please let me know. I am going to need that number. I have a stray I need taken out of my life.

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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Tragedies in the World

Seeing as how I seem to be the one to blame for all the tragedies that happen in this home. I figured I would supply you with a list of other tragedies the world can blame on me.

1.Enron, Fanie May, and Fredie Mac
2.The attacks on Pearl Harbor
3.The persecution of the Jews in WWII
4.The attack on 9/11
5.The assassination of JFK
6 Apollo 1 , the. Shuttle Challenger, and the Shuttle Columbia
7. Hurricane Katrina
8. The war in Iraq and Afghanistan
9. Aids in Africa
10.Columbine and Virginia Tech massacres

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

How a Toy Started World War III

All of our lives we spend struggling or working our fingers to the bone for inanimate objects we wish and want for.  Some of us work two jobs just so their families can eat. Some of us live in fancy houses with trust funds.
The issue I seem to have today is somewhere I’m stuck in the middle and I still can’t have what I want.  No I’m not poor and I am grateful for the job that I have.  No I’m not rich and I sure do wish I could have a big fancy house, and expensive cars.
The thing that frustrates me the most is there is only one thing I really want lately, A 25 dollar plush toy like this one.   I don’t know why.  I mean I think it’s cute, cuddly, and soft.  It’s not super expensive to the point I can’t afford it.  It’s not like by owning one its going to move me into a new social class.  Yet when I look at this little plush something tells me buy this, do it for you.  Buy this to replace all the other things in the past that you wanted that you never got. 
Maybe it’s a piece of my tattered childhood trying to hold onto something.  Maybe it’s the need to have something in my arms.  Maybe it’s just gotten to the point where I want something for my own.
Then someone walks into the room, and the fears of World War III start running thru my head.
I guess I’ll put this 25 Dollar plush on the shelf with the rest of my wants that I will never get to fullfil.
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Just Another Day that We Lie to Each Other

Honestly, Valentine's Day might have started as a day to celebrate love but nowadays it has become just another day to force people to shop compulsively for things that they don't need or they don’t want to buy in order to express this facade we call love.  Most men know that they will be in trouble if they don't buy an expensive present of their women.  So, they buy an expensive present, not as an expression of their undying love, but as a way to avoid trouble.  Like they are playing Monopoly, and they are buying their “Get out of Jail Free" cards

What a Waste of Money and Emotions

Sunday, February 13, 2011

There is No Tolerance, Not Even Among Deviants. Because Tolerance Does Not Exist

So here is my predicament.  I am trapped in a relationship that will cost me dearly if I leave.  I do not know if I am in love with this person any more.  Everything this person does makes me despise them more and more.  I am not happy with this person.  When I am around this person I have to retract into my shell to keep me from losing all control of my emotions and breaking down.  When I am at home I feel like I’m going to have a nervous breakdown. The emotional pain this person causes me is far worse than any physical pain I have received, and when the emotional abuse is over the physical starts.  The only people I have to turn to live inside my computer in a fantasy world call the furry fandom.

Then to make it all worse I go to the one place where I can turn too.  The one place where I feel safe, secure, and alive and I get shunned by some of them.  I must really be a worthless piece of trash when even the outcast deviants I associate with feel the need to treat me like a second class citizen.  The emotional damage I receive at home is enough to deal with.  I don't need to emotional traumatized at my safe place too.  It sort of felt like being told you were going to die of cancer, then having the doctor kick you in the nuts.

Maybe one day we will have some Tolerance in this world, if not then maybe us deviants can have a little bit of tolerance in our own world.

Top Ten Things I Hate

10.  Women who grow mustaches faster then I do.
9.    BAMA Football Fans
8.    People who talk with their hands
7.    Any one who has ever been mean to me.
6.    I hate when cats stare at me, it’s scary.
5.    Organized Religion
4.    Twilight and Justin Beieber Fans WTF is that all about.
3.    Loud cell phone talkers
2.    The fact that smoking Marijuana is Illegal that is so dumb.
1.    People

Friday, February 11, 2011

Our Lives, Our Destiny, Our Destruction

Realizations I have made today in this meaningless life I call my own.
1.   The people that I call my friends are nothing more than empty shells I keep around me to satisfy my human need for contact.  Even if they use me, treat me like garbage, and abuse me both physically, and mentally

2.   The probability of me having friends that don’t sit 3000 miles away behind an LCD screen and keyboard is pretty much slim to none.

3.   That the simple fact that I am writing in this blog shows how humans think people care about them.   (Why wouldn’t the world want to hear about the problems of a meaningless being that no one knows nor cares about?) Look up if you don’t believe me.  I am sure the proof is right in front of your eyes.

4.   That we need and want so much that we spend our lives envisioning all the things that we wish we had.  How humans lust for stupid meaningless items better then the things they already have been blessed with, while those around us lust for our garbage.

"Wish I was too dead to care, if indeed I cared at all.  Never had a voice to protest,
So you fed me shit to digest. I wish I had a reason; my flaws are open season.
For this, I gave up trying. One good turn deserves my dying."  -Stone Sour

This is why we will destroy our selves.
Stupid Humans.

Walkin Hand in Hand

So I feel really stupid writing this.  Then again I feel pretty stupid every day. 
A good friend of mine told me that I should start being happy. I should start being “Me”.   Unfortunately for me, being happy and being “Me” becomes an issue with work, family, friends, etc... 
So this is where I shed my human skin, and become me.
Thanks Hun. For walking with me, and showing me the way!