So. Wow. Hey.
Uh. I live, I guess? Just not... here. Which is super obvious by now. First thing's first, a run-down of where I live these days in case... well, in case:
Personal Tumblr is basically nothing but FFXV fan art reblogs, let's be real
Shiny Things Tumblr
Shiny Things Etsy Shop
Patreon, where the draw is apparently me complaining about works in progress
Twitter... which... I also don't really pay attention to, but shiny things get posted there
AO3, which suffers from me never actually putting stuff I write there until months later so... it's due for a whole lot of drabbles
Yeah, this is not a come-back. This is an "I needed to log in for the first time in years to square some things away" between deleting useless accounts on useless web sites. Not deleting here, just getting a back-up because eventually I need to archive all the fic. ...Someday. ...Maybe. But holy shit LJ is as bad at keeping up on things as I am and I can only get to two pages of friends posts so I hope you guys are doing well. Scattered to the wind but still thought about.
My latest insanity? Well...
She's two feet tall, her name is Sable, and she's this year's Desert Bus for Hope chocobo.
Some extremely vague and boring personal updates, I guess?
Nothing interesting has happened.
I mean, that's true, really. But it's been an... utterly exhausting three years for a lot of reasons.
So, uh. Four years ago I had four older siblings. Now I have one. Different years, different reasons, different circumstances. But holy shit. It's weird.
Unfortunately last year we had to do the right thing and see Cassie Home. It was a damn good life and even when she couldn't walk anymore, she enjoyed the hell out of every moment. And when she stopped doing that... well.
It's necessary to be vague because it has little to nothing to do with me personally, and I simply do not give specifics about what other people are going through, but some major shit got unearthed early this year and just. Boy. I have nothing to do with it but am dealing with the fallout. It's. Quite a thing. And has a lot fo do with a cycle of abuse and how it fucking stops here regardless of what that takes. Which is, ha, why I'm still here. That will and should make sense to no one.
For the past year+ the housemate and I have been looking for a fucking house. Which is a long story about shitty neighbors moving in on either side (who the fuck moves into a suburban neighborhood and then removes all of the plant life in the entire fucking yard?!) and without Cassie... there was no point in staying. But wouldn't you know, it's really difficult to find a house in Massachusetts in our price range that doesn't have foundation damage, a moldy basement, or is in a town that is just... full-on too much like the shithole I already got out of. So. It's been. Going. Living in a pretty decent apartment in the meantime, and I'm hoping this current one works out. A lot. A whole lot. Because we've been close so many times and then "oh hey yeah [some extreme disaster/health risk/lying bullshit exposed] so whoops". ...Our realtor absolutely will deserve her commission for sticking with us for the past however many months she's actually managed to help us out.
I don't know, there's probably some other stuff, but I'm just fucking tired.
Looking forward to KH3 and DMC5. All these long waits, man. But I've been more than happy with FFXV. Officially logged about 300 hours but, uh. Probably about half that extra just wandering around out of bounds like an idiot. I gotta finish getting screen shots of the neat-purdy-weird. Detroit: Become Human is also a dream come true in a lot of ways, but the amount of people incapable of enjoying something while simultaneously being aware of its flaws is... startling.
But that's why I have an enormous block list on Tumblr. It's a fantastic place when you have a one strike policy.
Anyway, basic well-wishes scattered everywhere. To the wind, again.
Personal Tumblr is basically nothing but FFXV fan art reblogs, let's be real
Shiny Things Tumblr
Shiny Things Etsy Shop
Patreon, where the draw is apparently me complaining about works in progress
Twitter... which... I also don't really pay attention to, but shiny things get posted there
AO3, which suffers from me never actually putting stuff I write there until months later so... it's due for a whole lot of drabbles
Yeah, this is not a come-back. This is an "I needed to log in for the first time in years to square some things away" between deleting useless accounts on useless web sites. Not deleting here, just getting a back-up because eventually I need to archive all the fic. ...Someday. ...Maybe. But holy shit LJ is as bad at keeping up on things as I am and I can only get to two pages of friends posts so I hope you guys are doing well. Scattered to the wind but still thought about.
My latest insanity? Well...
She's two feet tall, her name is Sable, and she's this year's Desert Bus for Hope chocobo.
Some extremely vague and boring personal updates, I guess?
Nothing interesting has happened.
I mean, that's true, really. But it's been an... utterly exhausting three years for a lot of reasons.
So, uh. Four years ago I had four older siblings. Now I have one. Different years, different reasons, different circumstances. But holy shit. It's weird.
Unfortunately last year we had to do the right thing and see Cassie Home. It was a damn good life and even when she couldn't walk anymore, she enjoyed the hell out of every moment. And when she stopped doing that... well.
It's necessary to be vague because it has little to nothing to do with me personally, and I simply do not give specifics about what other people are going through, but some major shit got unearthed early this year and just. Boy. I have nothing to do with it but am dealing with the fallout. It's. Quite a thing. And has a lot fo do with a cycle of abuse and how it fucking stops here regardless of what that takes. Which is, ha, why I'm still here. That will and should make sense to no one.
For the past year+ the housemate and I have been looking for a fucking house. Which is a long story about shitty neighbors moving in on either side (who the fuck moves into a suburban neighborhood and then removes all of the plant life in the entire fucking yard?!) and without Cassie... there was no point in staying. But wouldn't you know, it's really difficult to find a house in Massachusetts in our price range that doesn't have foundation damage, a moldy basement, or is in a town that is just... full-on too much like the shithole I already got out of. So. It's been. Going. Living in a pretty decent apartment in the meantime, and I'm hoping this current one works out. A lot. A whole lot. Because we've been close so many times and then "oh hey yeah [some extreme disaster/health risk/lying bullshit exposed] so whoops". ...Our realtor absolutely will deserve her commission for sticking with us for the past however many months she's actually managed to help us out.
I don't know, there's probably some other stuff, but I'm just fucking tired.
Looking forward to KH3 and DMC5. All these long waits, man. But I've been more than happy with FFXV. Officially logged about 300 hours but, uh. Probably about half that extra just wandering around out of bounds like an idiot. I gotta finish getting screen shots of the neat-purdy-weird. Detroit: Become Human is also a dream come true in a lot of ways, but the amount of people incapable of enjoying something while simultaneously being aware of its flaws is... startling.
But that's why I have an enormous block list on Tumblr. It's a fantastic place when you have a one strike policy.
Anyway, basic well-wishes scattered everywhere. To the wind, again.