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Cleaning out the drain filter in my shower. Fuck. That. Shit. I don't know how the fuck I can shed that much hair in a month, but I could have saved it and created a god damn wig to replace all the hair I'm apparently losing. 

And nothing brings back your breakfast quicker than the stench of sewer. Yummy.

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The guy who lives below me likes to play his bass loud on his sound system. It vibrates my whole room at times. thankfully I have earplugs and noise canceling headphones, but damn, it's annoying at times always.

This is probably why I wouldn't care very much for a furry con...the furries would play their booming bass and loud rave music deep into the morning during your vodka-fueled room orgies parties would keep me up and make me grumpy.

 

Also, I really, really wanted this suit! It would have fit me perfectly. If it were only sold two years later, I would have been able to afford the auction ($4k, I believe). But alas, it has other owners who don't wear it very often (and may have bought it just to copy the leg design! At least they seem to be changing it up now). And I can't buy Arito's other old suit, his raven, because I already have spent too much damn money on fursuits for one lifetime (or maybe at least a few decades). Not enough to put me in financial trouble or hurt savings, but enough to make me embarrassed I've spent that much. Though to be fair, I probably would have spent the same amount anyway buying Dorito (the below suit), so idk.

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Our gas is on a meter, it's run out and in order to top it up i have to get through this:

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There's no way in hell i'm wading through that shit so i've gotta wait till Tuesday to get hot water again. Thank fuck the shower runs through electric.

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I was ecstatic about a couple of relatives moving in with us (meaning I get to homeschool my cousin for pay), but with my room being cleaned out for mold, and the house being small in general, my privacy and personal space are non-existent (which I value highly).

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Bat fursuits with hands. Bat anthros with hands. Western dragon fursuits without wings. Wings on realistic western dragon suits that look like coat hangers. Fursuiters who act like non-anthro animals, like making barking noises despite being anthro dogs. Fursuiters whose only personality is cute (read: obnoxious). The fact that furries are the only people capable of drawing fluffy animal people as hairless, Beckham-esque twinks. The shit taste in music at cons (Your bubblegum rave music sucks, as does hardstyle, and whatever music you guys listen to while dancing in suit and prepping for the foxy buttsecks). Try Goa, it'll melt your face off with it's aggressive, unmixable beats. The alcoholism at cons. The tendency for furries to treat the fandom as a fluffy version of Grindr or Fetlife...even in public. The Furries who come here for the porn. The Furries who come here to run away from their stress, using it as a sort of drug that leaves them with withdrawal symptoms after cons. Furries who try and pretend 6 foot tall cartoon wolf carpet people are "cute". The homonormativity. The extremely high percentage of males. The high school drama. Actual criminal behavior that is labeled as high school drama. Furries who don't care about anything as long as they get their porn. Furries that peddle the porn and are criminals. The whiteknights. The dorks who can't behave in public. The fact that furry cons are notorious for bad scheduling and weird behavior from attendees.

The fact that the furry fandom has ALWAYS been a sex dungeon, and that the supposed Mark Merlino ad that supposedly kicked off the fetishism was just a "contact us for more info" ad. It started off racy, and it got worse with time as the relatively more normal people were scared away by people like Merlino, who wanted the fandom to become a smexy-time place because Texas geeks were mean to him. THUS FURRY MUCK WAS BORN. The world was never the same.

I hate it all. BUT JUST I KEEP COMING BACK. 

 

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Right now I'm not feeling well at all, rather distant from myself. The same thing happened last time I returned here after a week of elsewhere.

I believe it has something to do with my hormone levels, although I do not yet understand why different locations would influence them.

 

Also, my vehicle which has been severely damaged in the past once more needs repairs. It will not start, and I cannot get it to a mechanic because I do not wish to pay to have it towed.

I just wish I had reliable transportation, so I wouldn't have to find a way to bum one of my parent's vehicles simply to be able to drive to work.

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The fact that FA is so large that it has trapped most of us on there as even sites like weasly or sofurry are there. Most artists and people who commission them are on FA  

That is an awkward situation. The artists aren't going to leave when there are buyers, and the buyers aren't going to leave where the artists are selling.

I also hate getting nosebleeds :v

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Bat fursuits with hands. Bat anthros with hands. Western dragon fursuits without wings. Wings on realistic western dragon suits that look like coat hangers. Fursuiters who act like non-anthro animals, like making barking noises despite being anthro dogs. Fursuiters whose only personality is cute (read: obnoxious). The fact that furries are the only people capable of drawing fluffy animal people as hairless, Beckham-esque twinks. The shit taste in music at cons (Your bubblegum rave music sucks, as does hardstyle, and whatever music you guys listen to while dancing in suit and prepping for the foxy buttsecks). Try Goa, it'll melt your face off with it's aggressive, unmixable beats. The alcoholism at cons. The tendency for furries to treat the fandom as a fluffy version of Grindr or Fetlife...even in public. The Furries who come here for the porn. The Furries who come here to run away from their stress, using it as a sort of drug that leaves them with withdrawal symptoms after cons. Furries who try and pretend 6 foot tall cartoon wolf carpet people are "cute". The homonormativity. The extremely high percentage of males. The high school drama. Actual criminal behavior that is labeled as high school drama. Furries who don't care about anything as long as they get their porn. Furries that peddle the porn and are criminals. The whiteknights. The dorks who can't behave in public. The fact that furry cons are notorious for bad scheduling and weird behavior from attendees.

The fact that the furry fandom has ALWAYS been a sex dungeon, and that the supposed Mark Merlino ad that supposedly kicked off the fetishism was just a "contact us for more info" ad. It started off racy, and it got worse with time as the relatively more normal people were scared away by people like Merlino, who wanted the fandom to become a smexy-time place because Texas geeks were mean to him. THUS FURRY MUCK WAS BORN. The world was never the same.

I hate it all. BUT JUST I KEEP COMING BACK. 

 

AMEN! You tell it, brother

You have said a great deal of my gripes. I am done with the conventions over the behavior there though. I have friends and I arrange visits away from that crap with them.

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How about roomates who say they will do they will do, and then they don't do and don't do. My house is a wreck right now.

Ugh. My flatmates are the exact same. The bathroom is a total mess, the kitchen is disgusting, and the lounge looks like a tornado ripped through it. None of those are my mess nor my responsibility. I handle my chores regularly. I don't get why the hell it is so hard for them to do the same.

The high school drama. Actual criminal behavior that is labeled as high school drama. Furries who don't care about anything as long as they get their porn. Furries that peddle the porn and are criminals. The whiteknights.

Fucking THIS. I hate how actual shit worth talking about is swept under the rug and brushed aside because "loldrama no one cares". Like seriously, fuck you if that's how you act. When people are doing shit that is illegal, unethical, or just plain needs to stop, it drags us all through the mud. You know all that crap is just ammunition for people to use against us if they know about it, right? NOT dealing with things makes it look like we all just accept that "Oh, it's a thing", and makes it look like furries are alright with that crap.... /rant because if I don't stop I could go on and on and on. 

 

As for my own addition: When people are planning a meetup and they don't give adequate information until it's almost time. Seriously, is it that hard to book your damn event and give us costs a few weeks in advance? (obviously rhetorical question, I did my own event and had the info months in advance) I'm going to a meetup on Saturday and I only JUST got given the cost, so I have to make sure I can actually afford to go and have less than a week to put aside money for it now. (it was more expensive than I estimated)

And people bitch about people not showing up.. This kind of shit is why. Don't be a terrible host and expect everyone to show up anyway.

 

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My coworkers. 

We have:

Mrs Dingleberry, who decided to lock open the gates during her shift yesterday morning at the front gate;
Newbie McIdiot, who didn't listen to a word the Post Commander said and didn't know to or how to close the gates during his shift;
Sleepy Graveyard Guy, DingleBerry Friend who sleeps on the job and decided to take 'his' fridge back when he was told he could no longer use the gatehouse as a pantry;
Ms Dingleberry-in-Law, who is a nice person and would shape up if the other Dingleberrys weren't here, but is also illiterate. Not entirely, but... badly so.

And not a single one of them wrote up a report when a car got stolen yesterday. 

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Oh, here's another thing. People who treat furry cons as the sole purpose in their life, to the point where it becomes a sort of drug. When the con is over, they experience what can only be described as withdrawal. Yep, I'm ranting about Post-Con Depression, I know, I'm horrible.

If a lot of furries are depressed, the furry fandom sure isn't the best treatement. In fact, it might make it worse. Constant desire for escapism from depression and stress is never healthy, whether it be video games, alcohol, food, or cons. The underlying problem is covered up, not confronted.

That's not to say occasional escape isn't bad. That's what people call "downtime". But when your downtime is longer than your "uptime", all you're left feeling is down in the end.

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Oh, here's another thing. People who treat furry cons as the sole purpose in their life, to the point where it becomes a sort of drug. When the con is over, they experience what can only be described as withdrawal. Yep, I'm ranting about Post-Con Depression, I know, I'm horrible.

If a lot of furries are depressed, the furry fandom sure isn't the best treatement. In fact, it might make it worse. Constant desire for escapism from depression and stress is never healthy, whether it be video games, alcohol, food, or cons. The underlying problem is covered up, not confronted.

That's not to say occasional escape isn't bad. That's what people call "downtime". But when your downtime is longer than your "uptime", all you're left feeling is down in the end.

Yes, there are furries who live for the next convention and the next convention and everything else in their lives be damned. I know who you are talking about.

 

I had one today I am rapidly tiring of in this life. Those damn automated telephone switchboards, "Press one for English...Para Espanol...." No one wants to pay people anymore for the personal touch that can only come from talking to something which has a pulse on the other side of the receiver. 

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Oh, here's another thing. People who treat furry cons as the sole purpose in their life, to the point where it becomes a sort of drug. When the con is over, they experience what can only be described as withdrawal. Yep, I'm ranting about Post-Con Depression, I know, I'm horrible.

If a lot of furries are depressed, the furry fandom sure isn't the best treatement. In fact, it might make it worse. Constant desire for escapism from depression and stress is never healthy, whether it be video games, alcohol, food, or cons. The underlying problem is covered up, not confronted.

That's not to say occasional escape isn't bad. That's what people call "downtime". But when your downtime is longer than your "uptime", all you're left feeling is down in the end.

Now, I've had PCD, but I only go to 1, 2 cons a year and I have other things going on with my life, so the withdrawal symptoms aren't limited to those obsessed with going to cons. I guess it's just hard to believe it's already over when it ends.

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