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Next week is #TFF2022, I'm still just gonna go on Saturday to say hi. I hope to meet old and new friends then. ^^
Made it home before it began to freeze. I just hope this all passes as quick as it arrived and I end up spazzing out over nothing. But for tonight I retreat to my hiding spot. 🎩🐇
Two more months until my first year sobriety benchmark. I'm glad I don't have any relapses or even the desire to drink. I still deal with guilt and shame daily but I'm still here. My story still a long way to go.
I told the gas station attendant, "I need the pump for receipt 18, please" and she had a good laugh.
I haven't had my coffee yet. ¬.¬
TIME FOR NEW DRAG RACE! AAAAH *explodes in excitement!*
Mice and rats are still 💖💖.
It was the first fursona dipping my toes into furry back in 2004. I never took off with this simple designed guy here. I'd have to jazz him up one day.
My coyote peeked out. I got the shit shocked out of me, I felt it in my tongue. Damn it. XD I wanted to take a mallet to it after.
Some good happen. I had lunch at a Wendy's and the cashier was queer; she liked my heart pin so I have her a spare, she was very happy and put it on right then! And it was a nice little meal. I was hooked up fresh stuff. Just spreading the love! 🌈💕