Dec 06, 2006 11:07
I just had a furry come and fix my internet.
Okay, bizzaroland explaination:
Service call from Time Warner comes. I'm asleep, phone rings, lady tells me the technician's waiting at my door. I stumble out of bed and into clothes and answer the door. Apologize, yadda, yadda. He goes about working and I go about cleaning the living room cause it's a pigsty and the rats are scattered about and it looks terrible. Insert panicked, housekeeping tendencies here.
I get the living room tidied and go about cleaning Mugen's cage. And the technician goes 'Sorry if this is nosy, but is this your work? *points to sketches strewn about on top of the scanner *'. I reply yeah, it is, expecting the typical 'they're good, why aren't you in art school' drivel. Her replies with 'they're phenomenal, it don't come across many people who do furry art around her'. Bwah?
So we chat, he's sorta fringe fandom. Dated alot of girls in it, so that's how he knows about it mostly. He draws, apparently. So on and so forth. I mention the NEO Furs list and I give him my e-mail and AIM to get ahold of me later if he wants to chat or anything.
Very bizzare. It's like they're drawn to us.
His name is Lucas. Only put here because I'll forget otherwise. X3