Handsome, busy, clever, happy people and their perversions.
Mmm-mm-mmm. I got my hair cut. I look so damn good I'm considering putting a mirror next to the computer desk so I can indulge my vanity during my breaks. The color's gone a little strange, but that will be fixed soon.
And, oh, the SS jacket replica. No collar patches or shoulderboards, just a black coat, but... Oh. Classical lines and pitch-black gabardine felt, how I love you. The world is mine when I wear it, and you just can't help but stand a little taller in uniform.
It goes so nicely with my leather jeans. Mmm, yesss.
Today is fun, at least for me. Finishing off one and starting two ties, maybe three if I can find that black silk. Making a cravat and jabot, for my more foppish moods. Some leatherwork, a man-muzzle and a goat mask to be precise, possibly an eyepatch for a S.T.A.L.K.E.R LARP outfit. If I can find the materials, a red and yellow Dangerous Dog warning collar. I have a new method of footpaws to try out, some detail work on a fursuit head before furring, two tails to stitch up...
I'm teaching myself German in my spare time; the language is so pretty to me. Very much just beginning, but I can ask for presentation of passports at least, which amuses me to no end.
Speaking of languages and uniforms (and the assorted way that they both... affect me), 'Inglourious Basterds' is surely one of my new favorite films. Oh, Herr Landa, you suave devil... Tarantino is a terrible and ingenious man.
I'm sorry I can't make it to Radfur as I'd said before, but these things can't be helped. Midfur's on the way, so I'll be catching everyone then with any luck.
There is the possibility that I may be relocating to another place a little closer to the city, a newer place where the wiring doesn't threaten to explode at any moment and burn us alive. Still just looking and speculating; I don't particularly want to move, but I also don't much like the dodgyness of the house. Besides, a change of living scenery may do some good. All the same, it's up to the men with the listing papers for now.
All in all, things are going on, not sure what direction I'm going in just yet but something's happening. More than enough to keep me busy.
I was asked if I've been lonely. I had to think about it, and realised... No, not really. I have all the affection, humor and intellectual stimulation I could desire, provided to me in nearly every waking hour, how could I be lonely? My appreciation is immeasurable, as is my returned affection.
Vielen Dank, mein Begleiter. Und ich danke Ihnen für Ihre Geduld mit mir in den vergangenen Monaten. Ich weiss, ich schwierig gewesen, in meinem dunklen Stimmungen, aber es scheint voll Vergangenheit an.
Now, I should get back to work. There are skins in the fridge that wait for no man.