Early Sunsets

Vermilion from Wings of Fire

Exhausted and sick of my job, but hanging in there. I can't wait to move on to bigger and better things.

"I ain't depressed, I just hate my job."

My eyes have seen this The cold of indignation They always look here I feel their lacerations I'll never be enough I'll stumble back again But I don't care enough I wish I had a friend How may times did I try They pushed me too far The great and the powerful Trixie Knows just what you are But is it worth it now? Is this all that I am? You wish I had never appeared I just wish you'd give a damn

Pretty much everything but meat. I'm one of those people who will only eat meat if it's cooked all the way through. It's just a psychological thing, but anything less and I start to feel sick.

Years ago. Back in middle school I was on the Warrior Cats Forums a bunch (waaay back on the original site, with the hideous blue and green theme), and there were quite a few people I became close to. I don't really know if you could call it "dating" at that age, but there was a girl on there I talked to a lot. She mysteriously disappeared one day though, and nobody knows what happened to her. There was another friend I met pretty soon before the official WCF died and were re-made by the community, and we talked off and on for a while. The last time I talked to her was junior year of high school if I remember right. I wouldn't say we ever dated, but we were close at one point. She was always trying to invite me to group chats with her other online friends, and they did not like me at all. Or only one of them didn't, I'm still not sure. All I know is at least one of them didn't want me there, and nobody else really seemed to care about it. Nowadays, I don't really try to get close to anyone. I just kind of stick to myself. I wouldn't say I'm happy this way, but I'm content, if nothing else.

I have a stand fan constantly running in my room. I absolutely hate complete silence, so I always have to have some noise in the background. It's basically been running non-stop for six years, so it might be time for a new one. I'm pretty sure the motor is about to die.

Probably my favorite from dBPony.

There are trains everywhere where I live. I'm pretty sure the city next to mine started as a coal mining town, so that would explain it. We've also got an Amtrak station about 10 minutes from my house, so I know there's passenger trains, too.

We have Walmart, Kroger, Food Lion, and I think there's a Target somewhere in town as well, but I've never been.

I could be, yeah. Emotional intimacy is a good 90 - 95% of a relationship to me, and tamer physical affection (like hugging) can easily fill the remaining gap. That's really all I need. Same?

Zelda (The Legend of Zelda OOT)

I'm in the banner... somewhere. I'd been wearing my fursuit most of the day, so my hair was more than a little messy I'd rather not point myself out because of that. After the picture I had to rush to my hotel (a 20 minute walk), dump my stuff on the floor, and shower as fast as I could to still make it to Neighhem before it started.

"Ah f*ck, here we go again." Seriously though, I hate mornings. It takes me at least an hour to fully wake up each day, assuming I got a full night's sleep (which I never do).

Yeah, I'd love to. I tend to get stuck in the past pretty often anyway, and there are so many good times I know I'll never top.

My favorite topic: complaining about my life and my past. In all seriousness though, I've only lost one friend to something other than just us naturally growing apart, and that was my girlfriend (debatably my closest friend at the time) way back in early high school. I don't really feel like getting into specifics right now (mostly because I need to sleep), but basically, she was an untrustworthy b**** and I'm glad she's out of my life, even if more than a little pain was caused by the end of our relationship. It wasn't toxic or anything, I'm just convinced she was an impulse liar who only cared about herself.

For the longest time I never really knew. I'd find something I thought could give my life meaning, only to be hugely disappointed by it soon after. At this last BronyCon, however, I realized just how much I love to make people smile. After cosplaying there for my first time, every smile I got and every picture someone took just filled me with the happiest feeling I've felt in years. So I think that's what life is to me; making others happy and inspiring them. Now it's just a matter of figuring out how I can best do that outside of a handful of weekends every year.

Honey is fairly well-known to help, and I find chicken noodle soup and Sprite Zero to be great for sore throats, too (sugar can make a sore throat worse, which is why I opt for sugarless soda when I'm sick). I absolutely despise sore throats and I do anything I can to make it feel better.

I'm way more quiet irl, especially around people I don't share interests with. Social settings just stress me out so much. At work, for example, I only talk to someone if they speak first. When I do reply, it's usually about a two or three second delay followed by a one or two word answer. That's one reason I love the internet and cosplaying so much. It's a lot less terrifying if people can't see your face. It's still scary, just not nearly as much.