Warnndog's Ramblings

1:39pm: Fursona MEME
Here's a Little MEME, I found. I would suggest that you read it. Initially this was started by Krys and I think it's a really cute idea. Anyway, let the awkard questions begin.

1 – Do you and your "fursona" look alike?

Heck No! Goodness Sake I wish I did.

2 – Do you and your "fursona" share attires?

Another No. Though If I looked liked him I definitely would be wearing a less clothing from time to time.

3 – Do you share the same sexuality as your fursona?

Hmm…. that’s kind of complicated question. My Fursona is Bi and doesn’t really care who he gets with, female or male, as long as someone is willing. Like my fursona I am Bi, but have an overwhelming preference toward guys. Though technically every time I play out the background story of my character in my head I usually see him falling in love with a guy more than female…so maybe we do share the same sexuality.

4 – If you hadn’t already made your fursona look like you, if you would to change how he/she looked like to make him/her look more like you, how would you think he/she would look like?

It’s funny that you ask this question. Because I did at one time make, what I would call, a Transformed version of me. Technically, he’s Warnndog with all the same markings but he would look like me physically and have the same attitude. He would be fat, lets face it, that’s what I am. He attitude wouldn’t be a tough guy, but more fearful and a little more eager to please. Just like me.

5 – Did you work hard to develop your fursona? What is the (brief) history of your fursona?

Yes?? Technichally, My fursona exist in the world, which I currently named as Fae-ral. Though technically That’s just the name of the Island that exist in this expansive world. He was born as a lower Garin and to Basic Farmer who wished he could provide more for his family. Argus (the name of my Character at Birth) is then picked up by the Guardianship to protect the royal family. To make a long story short, trouble ensues, Argus has to betray his family, Washed ashore with no memory, sold into slavery, is given freedom and makes money as a mercenary. Any Questions?

6 – Do you and your fursona share relationship status?

No, not really. But me and Koji have joked about creating a comic based on the idea of our two fursona’s meeting up. Me being from the past and of course he's from the future.


7 – Do you find yourself jealous or upset if you get paired with someone you don’t like or your partner does?

I don’t usually have this problem, but normally that answer would be yes. If you plan on using my character for any porn, then ask me first. My mate and me have this understanding and I don’t think he would mind seeing my character in a sexual contex with someone else, but again I would like to be ask permission first. There are a few furs I would not be caught dead with fucking, and I’m certain Argus feels the same way too.

8 – How would you like your character not to be used?

Well how can I put this. Technically to put it in D&D terms, he is of the good alignment (to me Chaotic, Nuetral and Lawful are all relative and it depends on your attitude at the time), so anything that would depict something other than that would be out of the question (unless drawn by me). Anything involving any Sexual kink, Mind control, Scat, Golden showers, Pet/master, any Kink whatsoever unless drawn by me is PROHIBITED. The only exceptions are threesomes, foursomes and Orgy's. Normally, If you plan on doing anything involving my character, ask me first. Lets not say that I won't make a few exception, but if your that interested please email me or send me a note and I MIGHT consider it. Anyway I don't have that problem yet. Oh and by the way, Argus, a.k.a Warnndog, (My character) is a top no questions ask. He doesn’t bottom for anyone except his mate. Sorry guys.

9 – What’s your fursona’s specialty?

What does he do…Well he’s a mercenary by trade. Really good with the sword and expert in dealing with it two handed if he has to, eventually he becomes guardian. Which is a somewhat divine class who is given certain abilities to protect the Ward. Again going a little too much into the back story. I do plan on writing the trilogy one day (yes I’m serious it will be a fucking trilogy).

10 – At a score of 1-10 how much are you and your fursona alike?


If 1 is most unlike me and 10 is most like me in almost every exact way. I would have to say a three or a four. Were both good characters, we like to help others if and when we can especially if the needs are genuine. Were both are bi and what it seems like he tends to lean toward guys in his sexual preference, and that's about it. Other than that he has a tough guy attitude and he doesn’t take shit from anyone, and starts out mainly chaotic neutral. Definitely not me.

11– Name one other person You would like to TAG This MEME On

If your Watching me your Fair Game. Captain Xan Starwolf….You have been tagged. I would like to hear your answers to this meme!!!! You better get posting. I DARE you Captain XAN. Double DARE you to post this Meme. Good that should</b> guarantee a post. Then again, I would like to see Kojiro Ookami make a post, but that goes without saying.

4:04am: Review: Out of Position!
Kyell Gold Novel “Out of Position” is a good story and one to pick up among the multitudes of furry fiction that exist in the fandom today. It entertains; it keeps you on your seat and second-guessing on what going to happen to the two main characters until the very end, especially at the very last section of the novel. There are moment that you get so wrapped up in the story you didn’t want to put the novel down. One remarkable aspect about the book is that the entire novel is told from a first person perspective. Focusing first on Delvin, Lee and then back to Delvin again. To which Kyell was able to utilize well. Other than going back and forth, it allowed him to effectively leave parts of the story out which added suspense in an unpredictable environment. Unfortunately this is my review and I did find some issue with the novel. In fact as you can tell I liked the story, it was a good story, better than most online and furry fiction stories I read but it could have been a great story.

First thing that struck me about Kyell Gold writing is his wordiness. Though this aspect to an author is not necessarily a bad thing, but sometime I find that it can deter someone from telling a rather good story. During one part of the Novel, Lee was talking to his father and in the description Kyell was detailing the billiards game. Though the background of the billiards game had a roll in adding to the atmosphere, I felt that knowing the position of every ball and what ball his father hit to go into what pocket was overkill. That among many other points in the novel that I felt could have been shortened down and summarize. I also felt that the football in the novel was a little bit of a distraction. This novel was not about football even though it was a very big part of the story, it was about a gay couple trying to make it and cope in a straight world. Though I felt the football was important, I also felt that I didn’t need to learn the game in order to understand the novel. After a certain point in the novel I skipped over the football parts and in retrospect I feel I didn’t really miss anything important, if their was something I felt that I missed, then I reread those parts only. My last minor issue with this book was the fact, that in all it’s glory, it’s descriptions, it suspense, it powerful imagery, I felt hindered when it came to the sex. Don’t misunderstand me, I love a good yiff story now and then, but this wasn’t a yiff story. It was again a story about a gay couple in a straight world. In most good fiction if sex is there or required you have one or two detailed scene, or maybe one or two chapter, but it felt every time this couple was alone we went into a sex scene. Technically they do have a new relationship and sex will happen, but I think we could of summarize a lot of the sex scene’s or alluded to it like Kyell did a few time in the novel instead of going into detail most of the time. The last issue and the major issue I had with the novel is that I felt that Delvin wasn’t gay enough for me. Let me elaborate on that. I felt that if Delvin and Lee broke up, Delvin would have no problem going back to a female. The reason I say this is because Delven didn’t really mention how he was attracted to other men, in fact he recognizes the fact that he is only get a “hard on” with Lee. When I picked up this novel I was wanting to route for a “completely” gay man in a professional football environment, even through Delvin was in a gay relationship, to me didn’t strike me at all overtly gay. I know he’s in a committed relationship but that doesn’t mean he should be dead. I look at porn all the time, see guys and sprout wood, but I’m in a committed relationship. I would of like to see that from Delvin’s character. Also Delvin who has grown up straight for all of his life, just found out he’s gay, and their was no focus on this aspect of his life. There was a focus on his relationship to lee, but that was only his relationship. What about the emotional turmoil or the internal soul searching one finds himself or herself in once you realize you are gay. Though with him as he is, even if he is a bisexual man in love with a guy but could go back to a girl at any time still does not detract from the story due to the fact that he is in a gay relationship but I could not really identify with the character all that much. That’s why this was may last issue since it felt more like a personal issue than a writing issue. I could identify with lee more than Delvin and it was Delvin I wanted to identify with the most.

So if I had to give this book a proverbial rating of 1 star to five stars. One being the worst and five being the best, this was hands down a four, go out and read it. If you like football then you will love this book. If you hate football, you might have some issues like I did but the story is worth reading. Probably one of the best furry novels our their.

11:55pm: Do we Choose?
Boy a lot of things are happening, too many to mention really. So why am I writing this journal, simple. I want to write, I want to devote myself to the medium of words. Whether it is a common rant or a tranquil poem, I want exercise and train my skill. A lot of this gibberish has generated from me reading a lot. A fad that I would like to turn into a bad habit and my push to write a journal came from the most unlikely novels. “Marley and Me”, though this was great book and I love good story, especially one that involve canines. This book had an interview with the author in the back who answered question about Marley and about writing. I found all this fascinating and one of his questions was advice that he would give to other authors. His advice was to write everyday and commit your self to a schedule. So here I am.

Moving Beyond “Marley and Me”, I just finished another good book called “Out of Position” by Kyell Gold. Though I felt this was a good book that had a good story, I also felt that a lot more could have been done to make this book great. Something that if you could remove the furry aspect from the novel it could stand on it’s own in contemporary circles. I digress though, I will and have every intention to write a full review of this novel, I just don’t want to do it at this time. That is best left for another day and another journal. Sooner than later, more than likely, what I wanted to talk about was a saying that was brought up in the book. A saying which has always given me pause, because I generally disagree with its statement. Delvin the main character of the novel state at one point that we don’t choose who we fall in love with. We don’t choose whom we fall in love with; he goes on to insinuate that we are all products of fate. First I must apologize to those out there that disagree with me but I feel that this statement is not completely correct. Hence I state not completely correct. Let me explain.

Though at times we have no control over the people we met along this path that we call life, we do have control who we like and who we hate. Why can’t we have control over whom we love? At times a big brick wall called infatuation hits us in the face but this is not love itself. It is a doorway, which leads to something bigger, something greater than us. To say that I have no control, in which we fall in love with, diminishes the fact that I love that person to begin with. On Labor Day of 2007 at Memphit Fur Meet, I met the most wonderful guy in the world; just at the time I didn’t know it. I was urged by my friend Zeek to join a room party and with him was Peach clover, a person that I had spotted around that I had generated a little lustful attraction too. So with some reluctance I decided to join in. What I didn’t know was that with Zeek and Peach clover was another person who showed interest in me. Before I knew it him and me were seeing very little of the convention and spending most of our time in Zeek’s room. It wasn’t until we continued our relationship and our talks outside the con that I began to fall deeply for this person. During this time I had also met Seffy and me and him started to talk and I started to generate a little infatuation. I guess you could say that once I learned that the person I met at Memphit wanted to spend more time with somebody else than me, was the straw that broke the camels back and revealed to me my true feeling for said person. I was devastated learning this but I could have easily chose to be with someone else or forget about him altogether. But I didn’t, I choose Koji. And it’s because of that choice that made our love special. I guess one could argue that the feeling I had for Koji at the time was not a choice, but I also feel that a choice was always present. It our choices in life that make us who we are. We choose whom we love and who not to love. It is my choice to love Koji and I wouldn’t want to think of a world with me in it without him.

Anyway those are my thoughts. Let me know what you think.

2:35am: Perspective on Oklacon
According to certain few people that I know, my live journal post on Oklacon, a few months back, was not very cryptic and maybe a little over dramatic. So in response I am going to post what I feel about Oklacon right now. I believe it’s best to come out and say what I feel than trying to be poetic and mysterious, since I’m not really trying to impress anyone. The decision that the current officer made to transform Oklacon from an NPO to a Limited Liability Cooperation is something I of course disagree with. Though I feel this move does fix a lot of problems for Oklacon I don’t feel that this was the best decision for the organization. The root cause of last year’s dilemma was, simply put, pride and communication. The members of OAAA and the officers reacted preemptively with out trying to communicate properly with each other before taking action. No one on either side tired to take the extra step to make sure that their message got to the other party. When the membership tired to invoke rules in order to support their vision for the con, the Officer came at the membership even harder invoking a stricter code set by the bylaws. Which in years past the bylaws were never strictly enforced that rigorously. To resolve these inaccuracies the officer by themselves decided to drop OAAA and form limited liability cooperation. The reason why moving to a business will more than likely work for Oklacon is that it bypasses the bureaucratic process of attaining votes. While this streamlines everything, it does lack in the variety of input one can achieve in a democratic process. One thing that made Oklacon unique is that the membership could vote for a new president every year and thus give Oklacon a new perspective. Though I felt this process had some major flaws, I believe this was a great benefit for the organization as a whole. With four people ruling as board members from year to year with no possibility of change, it lacks that variety and mainly everything is focused on the decision of the board. Plus the structure of con is only as strong as the board and not the entire membership, whether this is a good thing or a bad thing that is completely based on your opinion. Some would say that since Oklacon is a business, that it has to rely on customer and that if Oklacon does not implement the things we like then its attendance will dwindle. I would say this is true, but is Oklacon really in it for the profit? Just because numbers dwindle will anything really change? Possibly or will they pass it off to social or economic issues. If Oklacon was in it for the profit and for making the most money for Safari’s alone, the best decision would to scrap Roman Nose all together and move it into a hotel so we could have unlimited potential for growth. So what if the base does not come to the cone anymore we have 500 more furs to replace them thus increasing our number and providing for good business reasoning. A business is all about number, not about people, trust me I know. Will this happen, probably not. Is the “board” going to drastically change Oklacon? My answer would probably be a no. Am I happy with the way the officers conducted the organization’s business last year. Not all of them, can I say something about it now? No. There in lies my basic problems, now true a person can learn their mistakes but how much damage can that person do to the organization before he or she learns that mistake. In my opinion the most unique thing about Oklacon is gone. So what I knew, what I love, what I am proud of, is gone, but I will say this. I will respect this organization for what it is. This is a new organization that is now taking control of Oklacon, and with all new organization they deserve a chance, and I will give it to them. I will do what I can for this new organization if they want me to help out, but I will leave it up to them. To those who are running Oklacon now, I have some word of advice, even though I am no expert. First off good luck, believe me guys, you’re going to need it. Listen to each other, make sure you communicate with all of your volunteers and keep in mind that you are business who is going to rely solely off of the goodness and kindness of the volunteers that aide you. Do not forsake the dedication and the hard work that they put in to the organization, and above all else don’t ever forsake the con goers. No mater how you look at, package it or resize it, Oklacon is about the people who come to this event. Truly they are the heart and soul of the Con and that will never change.

8:00pm: Romeo and Julie in Japan?
Just wanted to remind everyone that me and Koji are going to to see a play on Saturday, the Sixth of December at 8:00pm. It's Romeo and Juliet set in 1957 Japan. We were curious if anyone wanted to tag along and see this with us. If you are, you should buy your tickets as soon as you can since a lot of good seats are still available. For anyone who is curious on the price, I paid 41.00 for two tickets. So think about spending half of that if you are planning to attend. Also if you have an extra twenty to spare, you might want to come by early to our place and join us eating out at Yamato's, which is a Japanese Steak House. They have really good food and they're a lot of fun, since they provide some entertainment. If you plan on comming early or just plan on comming please respond or call ASAP. Call me if you know my number or just email me. Warnndog@gmail.com

If interested, information on the play can be found here.

http://reduxiontheatre.com/index.html

5:26am: Holding Nothing
Here’s a poem that I wrote today. If you interested, below it are authors notes on what does this poem exactly mean to the context of my life or the context of the world in general. If your one who would like to interpret the poem first, that fine, just take a moment to reflect and if you need to read the comments below or just ignore it all together.

Holding Nothing

Pacing quietly on a creaky floor
My feet grasping at the wooden planks beneath them
I look up to see a closed door
Barring its secrets and its whispers from my ears

I question where my feet hits the ground
I see others sprint ahead of me
Floor gives way echoing a horrifying sound
My hand reaches out holding nothing



First off when I write poetry I try to paint a picture, conveying an emotion with words as my paint and paintbrush. Words have to have a certain pattern, and though rhyming is nice, it’s not a requirement. This poem mostly reflects on my emotional inability to succeed in life. Feeling inadequate and not quite attaining the goals that I would like to reach. Hopefully I won’t be writing much of these poems in the future but it seems to be my life’s current theme. Please guys let me know what you think?

11:53pm: Memo
I stated that I was going to start posting things I have written. This is something recent I had written let me know what you think.

Memo

Waking up each morning
Never thinking about the same moment
Grabbing a cup of hot Joe
Going to work

The same routine all over
The same memo I have to read. Great day!
Sipping a cup of hot Joe
Going to work

Does the world hate me?
Is it all over?
Is this my greatest glee?
A life that is sober
Me and a cup of hot coffee.

3:55am: Unexpected
Well I did say that I was going to start releasing stories on my livejournal and here it is, the first of many. I just want everyone to give me their honest criticism, just let me know what you think. Anyway, let me just give you a little backstory behind the story. I titled the story "Unexpected" because at the time I couldn't really think of a better name. Unfortunately or Fortunately, depending how you look at it, when I write a story the last thing I think about is the title. I tend to do that a lot, so forgive me if the titles of future stories seem uncreative. On the same note if you can think of a better title please let me know. "Unexpected" was Initially written for the MFM 2008 Conbook. Interestingly enough when I had the initial idea for this story it was going to be about a guy loosing the love of his life to his job instead of what it is now. I probably wouldn't of ever written this story to begin with if it wasn't for a panel they had at RCFM. Since the panel was specifically about writting stories under a 1000 words, and most conbooks have that limitation. Also keep in mind the reason, this is for public veiwing is because it was already realeased, future stories will more than likely be unreleased version since I need the criticision and will be restricted to firends only. If your interested in cirtisizing my work, please drop me a line....Warnndog@gmail.com



If you could ask anyone at the Formar processing plant who was the best worker there, they would all give you the same answer; Kron. For five long years Kron has tried to acclimate himself into human life and human society. Working at the plant, getting an apartment, heck he even got married. Kron was a proud canine with his ears perked up and his tail straight out almost everyday. In all the years since the occupation, no Garrin has attained such a high rank in human society.

“Everything looks good there,” a human said coming up to a concentrating wolf examining one of the pipes. Kron paused, stood up and looked at the human. He pointed his nose up in the air and gave one quick sniff. He then looked down and nodded.

“Good, it’s amazing what technology can and can’t do. We don’t need another accident like the one we had last time.” The human said as he lit a cigarette, and then taking in one good puff, looked up at the wolf. “Glad to have you on the team their son.” Kron was very private about himself and his emotions, and though he did everything he could to prevent himself from showing it, his tail ever so slightly gave him away. The human saw Kron’s reaction, and smiled as he took another puff of his cigarette.

“That’s okay, I know your kind can’t speak much but I know a thank you when I see one. Anyway it’s getting late, and I know you have plans. Lets call it a day Kron”. Kron nodded and grunted as he began to walk way from the tangled mess of pipes that is connected to the processing plant.
Kron was excited; all his work and effort will pay off today. All he could really do at the moment is stare at the assortment of flowers that were on display at a local flower shop that wasn’t too far from work. The wolf aggressively scavenged his brain, trying to squeeze as much information as he could, so he could pick the right flower for his deserving wife. Unfortunately, Garrins are not very wise when in comes to human taste, especially female human taste.

“May I help you?” a short portly lady said sneeringly. Kron straightened out his back and pointed at a small red rose and as best as he could mutter something that sounded like a cross between a dog bark and a coyote yelp. The lady looking irritated as she then picked up the flower and walked over to her register. Kron stood there silently as he watch the lady peck at the cash register. At times he swore that the fat human female would move in a way as if she was going to ask a question. Kron would then quickly respond by perking up his ears and turning his head gazing upon the female. All the lady could do was glare at the canine with a stern stare and continue pecking at the register. Eventually the Garrin left the shop with on single red rose placed in an ornate white vase, balloons, and a box of chocolates, which was more than what Kron originally wanted when he came into the store.

Nothing could stop him now. The Garrins who worked on the streets pushing trash, or worst yet live in the alleyways found it odd to see one of their own with a smile. Eventually he made his way to the turbo lift. Stepping inside, he took his huge fingers and placed it cumbersomely against the fourth floor button. His stomach twisted and turned a bit as he held the vase very carefully in his paws. Then the lift came to a halt and the door parted, all Kron had to do was exit out of the lift and walk over to his door. He never really could quite understand the way he felt around Laura. Ever since the day he saw her, his eyes could see nothing else.

The doors opened swiftly as the canine peered into his apartment, anticipating the smile of his loving wife, clutching the vase in his hand and the box of chocolates to his sides. He grinned, thinking to himself how surprised Laura will be, since he’s home earlier than normal. As the doors came completely open, as the cool air from his apartment his face, the familiar scent of his wife did not greet him. The grin on Kron’s face turned into sheer concern as he stepped inside the room looking from corner to corner, trying to find his wife. Then the Garrin took one long deep sniff, pointing his nose in the air trying to pick up the familiar scent of his wife. Then there it was, the smell of his wife, yet there was something else in the air. The smell of sweat, heat and lust. Kron dropped the vase and chocolates. The sound of the ceramic vase hitting the floor echoed through out the apartment. Kron reached his bedroom door and as the door slid open, that was when he saw them. A man, a human man was standing beside the bed while Laura was lying under the sheets. Kron could feel his emotions stir as his blood boiled at an alarming rate. His mouth bared his teeth as a growl bellowed from his chest, exploding from his body. The man stood their silent and naked as his body began to vibrate with fear as the hulking wolf roared at him. With one huge leap Kron sprang forward, punching the human in the face with one hard swing.

“No!” Cried Laura. Kron couldn’t help himself; his mind was clouded by rage. This was his special day; this was his mate, his life partner. “Please stop it,” yelled Laura again as she grabbed a hold of Kron thick arms. The canine could only react as he quickly flung Laura off and across the room with only the dresser drawer to cushion her. Kron could only stare after realizing what he had done. His rage subsided as fear began to wash over his body, quickly leaping to other side of the room he look over Laura’s body. He was silent for bit as he then heard soft sound of her breadth. She was not conscious though; he then looked behind him to see the human. His face was barely recognizable now, his breathing very soft. Kron crept closer to the human who was now limp in the corner of his bedroom; his eye had now a faint glow of life. Kron smiled as he gave a wide toothy grin to the human and with one swift move, sank his teeth into the human’s flesh. The faint glow grew dim, until there was no reflection of light in the human eyes anymore.

Kron look at the forest in sheer silence as life continued to move forward in the city behind him. He though of everything he had once accomplished, everything that he worked for, then as it all came crashing down he though of her. His mind kept wondering at the enigma of his emotions. Should he be angry, depressed over what was once his mate? He closed his eyes and he saw her once again, standing on the balcony, as her silhouette was press up against the setting sky. Her hair gently flowing in the wind, she was the greatest thing in his life. Kron opened his eyes and gently faced the woods that beckoned him; from now on this was the only view he had of his future.

The End....What do you think?

1:12pm: Writers Corner

Hello everyone, long time no see. I would like to make anannouncement on my live journal. A while back ago I had made a decision to improvemy writing somewhat I would try a little role-playing on the live journalcommunity and draw everyone in it to be my friends and we would be entertainingthe idea that we all would be furriers. This was to drive my practice of Writinga lot. Though I still might do that in the future I have decided to dosomething else, I would like to post my Stories and Poems up on the list foreveryone to see and to have you guys comment on my post. I need criticisms ofmy stories to improve and I need to write more in order to improve. So let meknow what you think.

 

Warner Jones

4:12am: Productive and Not productive.
Dear Journal

The past few days have been interesting, productive and at times disappointing. I don’t want anyone to get me wrong. I have immensely enjoyed the time that I spend with friends, it’s technically the things that I have yet to do that been most disappointing.

First to touch base on the highlights of life, I really did enjoy hanging out with everyone this weekend. Kiby, Prime, Jezza, even the short time Alby was over was still very enjoyable. Got to watch “Chuck and Larry” this past weekend, which was another one of Adam Sandler surprisingly good movies. I’ll be the first to admit, I’m not a big fan of Adam Sandler, but I have immensely enjoyed the past two movies that he came out with recently. I also got to know a recent addition to the Oklahoma furry Community, by the name of Kiby, which was fun. Played Mario Party on Friday, enjoyed our usual Saturday outing of Chinese food with a group. All in all fun, I even got to meet a very old friend of mine. Someone that I was afraid of losing contact with forever. Which after all the fun I had you would think, that how could my weekend have any negative repercussions.

Well I didn’t really do anything Sunday. I sat around trying to learn Sudoku strategy’s that seemed to have hurt me more than helped. The “twin pair”, the “sub-group”, and the single out method, just to name a few. Even when Alby came over and all I did was sit in my room staring into a computer screen, trying to cram my head with some useless tid bit of information. I didn’t even continue on the picture I wanted to work on., which is a disappointment, since I had set a goal to get it done by that weekend.

Anyway that’s it really, I have a busy week ahead of me. Conbook needs to be work on, and I need to finish that picture. Oh well, I guess I will leave you with this one last and encouaging phrase. Have a fun and Productive week.

Warnndog

8:31am: Another Day another Dollar
Dear Journal


You know what's interesting, the things you find on TV? Yesterday as I was shifting through some of the limited channels I have. I caught a glimpse of Oprah, her special guest was guy who was a proclaimed Doctor of Happiness. His words of advice were to be happy and in order to do this you have to choose to be happy. Happiness is the joy that is found within yourself. I guess that's mostly right, but is their something wrong with you if you're not happy? I think it's in our natrue to protest what fate has given us at times. I think it is also very healthy to do so every once in a while, it gives us as human beings a reason to aspire to be more. I tend to believe that being happy all the time, is also unhealthy. Anyway, maybe I'm not quite understandingthe Oparah therapy.

Well today is D and D day. I hope that seagullprophet dosn't cancel. Our character's, Vesper, Sorell, Draveloph and my character Dorian have been on the longest two weeks of our lives trying to build up an army. So we can fight Draveloph's father, which I have no reason as to whats going to happen after that. My character is confused at best,Cronthian who is a silver dragon, ordered an attack on the whole world so that he could make us fates heros?? Anyway, I still can't wait for the game tonight. If by some rare chance seagullprophet does cancel tonight, it would be nice just to hang out with everyone else.

Well that's about it for me. Im in Tech support now at Sprint, and doing the best I can at that. I hope that goes well, atleast untill I can find a way to go to college while still maintaining a full time job. Which I know will be tough. Anyway, that reminds me I need to fill out some forms. Anyway, Thanks for reading. I hope you find your inner happiness.


Warner Jones
AKA Warnndog

3:29am: Anyway, Just wanted to post something on my live journal, don't really have anything to update you on right now. See you guys later


Warnndog

12:51am: I'm trying to wrestle with a lot of emotions, and at time the waters of my soul are so full of dirt and mud it hard to see my own reflection. I don't know what to think any more, today I came home sad and depressed, because one customer was not willing to calm down and listen to me. I feel my work is promoting one objection and asking us to do something else. Looking at it from afar, this whole customer service thing with sprint does'nt make any sense, but I wont get into that. I almost feel like a prisoner to my schedule due to the fact, no one can hang out with me, or worse yet they choose not to hang out with me. Telain, Jerimiah, Albee, just to name a few, those who might be able to spare some chance for company, seems to have disappeared off my radar screen. Then again maybe it's the demons I had left behind at the Den? Derrick, does't stop by as much as I wanted him or thought he would, this after hanging out at the Den. I sometimes wonder what slanders are being said of me from Pomona Court. Then again I was an ass, maybe I deserve it. Oh well, I probably shouldn't be so obsessive about having a social life, Furs or not, why should it matter to me.

Koji and me are getting more serious and I know this because I'm starting to feel the pain of absence. Theirs a saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder, I find if more excruciating than anything. I know it does for me, I just hope Koji feels the same way, and then again maybe I shouldn't. I mean why anyone would hope their other half feels excruciating pain. Well, I guess those are the enigmas of love. WAG will be here soon, I hope that goes off well, thought I'm beginning to think that it's just going to be me and wereishwolfish. I'm also kind of hoping for a huge trip down to Six Flags sometime around June. Then maybe if anyone dares, down to San Antonio for Fiesta Texas, another Six Flags theme park. Thought I would like luckydawolf to go with me since he's really into Roller Coasters.

Anyway, life sucks and not in a good way I guess, but I think I've spent enough time wasting your time. So see you guys later.

Warnndog

3:28am: Fable of the Dog and the Wolf
A dog young out of puppy hood, guarded a very prized bone. He took it every where he went, and watched over it with his life, letting no one near it. Even the other animals of the forest were given an evil glare from the solitary canine. Then one night the canine looked up at the moon and the stars, staring dreamily. Slowly he began to realize that he was missing something in his life, thought he could not identify what. The thought of this made him very sad, and then one day while under his favorite tree, a wolf came up looking at him eyeing the nice treat the other dog coveted so much. The wolf smiled and bowed his head and placed his tail between his legs as he approached the protective canine. The dog watched him closely as he slowly approached. Easing up as soon as he determined the wolf was no threat.

“May I share that bone with you” The wolf asked. The Dog was suspicious, but staring directly at the wolfs eyes, the dog began to see that their seemed to be something missing in him as well. So the dog paused for a bit, then he smiled at the wolf and allowed him the pleasure of his company and the pleasure of his bone, and the dog was very happy. Now it has been known that other creatures in the woods would like to have and would try to steal the dog’s coveted prize. So each night he would bury the bone, in a different place, making sure no one was watching him.

“Dog” said the wolf "Why not I watch the bone at night while you sleep, since I am up, and when you sleep during the day you can watch the bone.” The dog was hesitant, but he trusted the wolf. So before he slept that first night he communicated that if one of them should ever be attack or find another creature stealing the bone, that they would fight for it, chase after the creature, and once retrieved, they would meet at the top of the highest hill in the far north, just incase they were separated during the fight. The dog smiled and lay down to sleep and he was very happy once again. Days and nights passed by, a full moon went and left, and both the dog and the wolf lived happily with each other guarding the bone. Then one night the canine looked up at the moon and the stars, staring dreamily. Slowly he began to realize that there was nothing missing in his life anymore. Then on one fateful morning as if waking up from a dream the dog picked up no scent of the wolf, no tracks and most importantly there was no bone. The dog was fearful, he looked everywhere, called out for the wolf; ask all the creatures of the forest. All the creatures looked confused, and so the dog assumed the worst and ran. He looked toward the sun and then with a stern look in his eyes he ran north. The dog headed toward the highest hill, hoping, and praying that the wolf and his bone were their on top of the hill safe. He drew close and climbed the hill overlooking the forest but to his hearts discontent the wolf wasn’t their. So he sat their silent, knowing their plan he waited. Days soon passed, then weeks passed, then months passed. Yet the dog waited, looking in the distance, hoping for a sign. Again the canine looked up at the moon and the stars, staring dreamily. He realized that he was missing something in his life again, yet this time it felt far worse than the last time and he didn’t know why. Though he still sat their, patient and staring,. Some say you can still see the dog, sitting on the hill by himself waiting. For the wolf? For the bone? No one really knows if he is waiting for any of those things anymore. One thing is for certain though, a field mice found the dog one night on the hill, by this time the story of the wolf and the dog was rampant around the forest, so the field mice being braved approached the dog and whispered into his ear asking one single question. “If you had to do it over again, would you?” The dog slowly turned and looked at the mouse, smiling as he responded.

“Oh mouse why would you ever think I would change anything I had done” and with those words the dog turned his head looking out over the horizon, and said nothing ever again.

3:26am: A memo about above story
I will admit that the story I am about to post was inspired by my life events. But keep in mind the word inspired, I am not trying to preach, or say something about my last mate. I just wanted to write this, something for my future mates to look at. Some of you may have already herd the story, but if you have please read it again. It's a good read, and I hope you guys enjoy it. I will probably post something more on my life, tommarow or Tuesday.

Warnndog

3:21am: Damn Life
Theirs a hole I can not place
My mind feels tortured, withering away
Lying out under the open Sky
the Sun descends tuning into night

I wonder at nothing
Search the world
wishing for emptiness
Breathing in Sorrowful Waters

Sense's do not Blow to join at ease
The earth that makes the owner and tease
not making due with hot fish
please please stop this fucking shit

11:17am: I've been a little irritated lately over the fact that it seems the only way for people to respond to my Journal is to be a little emotional and start whinning like a little bitch. Since that brought the most comments, then again it has started some flame wars due to my past living arrangement. To which I had to rectify and certain posting are now for my eyes only...sorry guys. Anyway, I really want to hang out with people but it seems that my schedule is crappy for that. Off only on Thursday and Friday, so I tired to set up this gathering and I have yet to hear atleast one person respond. So if you can take the time to read it please respond. I would like to have some company that weekend. Anyway, theirs my whining for the day, I have satisfied the Live Journal gods. Now I can be relieved of this Torture.

Hey if you interested take a look at my sexuality preference, interesting high. Don't really let it fool you, I'm Bi but I do prefer men.

Klein Sexual Orientation Grid

I scored an average of 3.19

0

1

2

3

4

5

6

Heterosexual

Bisexual

Homosexual

Meaning

This result can also be related to the Kinsey Scale:

0 = exclusively heterosexual
1 = predominantly heterosexual, incidentally homosexual
2 = predominantly heterosexual, but more than incidentally homosexual
3 = equally heterosexual and homosexual
4 = predominantly homosexual, but more than incidentally heterosexual
5 = predominantly homosexual, incidentally heterosexual
6 = exclusively homosexual

Summary

The idea of this exercise is to understand exactly how dynamic a person's sexual orientation can be, as well as how fluid it can be over a person's lifespan. While a person's number of actual homo/heterosexual encounters may be easy to categorize, their actual orientation may be completely different. Simple labels like "homosexual", "heterosexual", and "bisexual" need not be the only three options available to us.

Take the quiz

12:42am: Onward on the road of life
It has been a very interesting four weeks. Thought I wish I could offer some sage like insight or somehow imitate the wisdom of Confucius to offer you in this post but I really can't. I don't have much to say. The road of life can have over it many rocks and hills, ups and down, pits and falls, but it seems as if that the path I am on now will soon even itself out. Crossing my fingers hoping that my vision isn't blurred, that the path I see ahead of me is not a fabrication that will only exist for a few days. That the map I have been fallowing has been accurate and that my compass has always pointed north. Yes It has been a very interesting four weeks and hopefully 2006 will be a very good year.

It had to happen, I was not about to travel forty miles to work and then forty miles back, just so I could make a living. In fact I was so worried about this traveling distance that I pushed a little harder to possibly find a way to move south to Norman, yet I went with my first discovery. A little house in a place called the Village, odd isn't it. It's nice, can't hold much heat but it's nice. I have a jolly fat man for a room mate but his name is not Santa Clause but goes by the name of Jim, he's a mundane, but don't hold it against him, he can't help it. Though he is gay, but beyond this trivial fact, what is even more impacting is that my Client Logic job dissolved and I found a new job at the Sprint call center. Tough and challenging, both the job itself and leaving Client Logic which I would describe as being one of the best places I have ever worked for. At least as far as the work environment goes. Sprint service tends to hold a special place among many of it's customers harts and that being an evil place of anger and disenchantment, and I must somehow manage to tame the angry beast. Thought Sprint does present many challenges I can not complain about it's benefits and pay. Health, Dental, Vision and Prescription benefits are all available to me, plus paid time off that is also at my disposal if I so choose to use it. So I can not complain, though I have yet to see the true environment of the Sprint call center since I am still in trianing, I can only hope that it resembles a sliver of what the environment was at Client Logic.

Moving out was fun, wereishwolfish aka Seffywolf's Dad, helped me in the moving process. Which was not a lot of stuff but still presented it's own challenges, being such a small room I'm moving into. I don't really know if you can say I'm a room mate, or if I just rent a room from Jim. Most of the stuff in the house is his, and everything that I can claim, dwells within the confines of my room. No big deal, for the most part this is a real nice place. Small, dosn't hold a lot of heat, but nice. Did I mention that this place dosn't hold a lot of heat, oh yeah I guess I did. Dorian must feel so wonderful here compared to the apartment. He can run around the house finally and when he wants to relieve himself, he conveniently walks through the doggy door. He only gets tied up when nobody's home, and I only do that because I fear of the damages he may reek when alone. Rambo provides an interesting Doggy companion to Dorian. Mainly a Curiosity to my wolfish canine, who would rather play, then do anything else. Thought I do fear at times that he can play a little too rough with him, but Rambo is pretty good about setting his boundaries.

I've been a little lonely here for the past few weeks, I am not certain if their were any observant furs, but my presence on the internet has been fairly absent lately, due to a deposit issue with Cox. So I debated with myself, and decided that a phone was better to have than internet service at the time (dangerous thinking, I know). Yet I have come to know the glory of the information super highway once more, but the fact remain that I am still bored and lonely. I had asked prior before moving out if those that had visited me in my apartment will come and visit me here in the village. The answre was positive then, though I do wonder where are those furs are now. I just hope that in the many weeks to come, I will be seeing their faces more often and I hope that I could quell this bout of loneliness and depression.

The distant voices of the past are soon becoming echoes in the wind, yet some echoes seem too real to be just that, echoes. I hate to say it but all my feelings haven't subsided for my ex, I do still think about him every now and then, and in those instances, I get angry. At myself for thinking about him, for not getting over such a distant relationship. Sometimes I wonder I should have fought instead of acting like a whinny bitch and going around the world saying woe is me. Though it seems I have a promising future, with possibly another fur. Our relationship is budding, but I do have a lot of feelings for him and he seems to share the same feelings for me. I am afraid at times, I don't want to get hurt again, but I am willing to take that chance. Thought he recently told me that I tend to talk a lot, and fortunately or unfortunately that really felt odd and it stung. At that instance the idea of being hurt or not is probably inconsequential, since I may already be too late to save my heart. I may have already fallen in too far. Either way I'm in it too the end.

My car is working a little better thanks to matlockwolf,I finally dragged it up to Tulsa and got it working again, I hope. Lingering around are a few minor problems and adjustments, but it shouldn't hinder me quite as much. The car is running better than it has and my gas millage is doing great. Yes the past four weeks have been interesting and their are many more weeks to come this year, I just hope all of them are good ones.

Warenn Argus Dog

1:05am: A Jaguar, A Kitty Fox and Sprint
On the lone road of life, my path seems to be clearing up. Again, another downward trend if you are comparing life to a roller Coaster, at least in my opinion. Yesterday night I was tempted to leave a soap opera like post because Lucky felt it necessary to blame me for the action that jaguar_warrior took two nights ago. Saying that I should of watched him and he even attempted to ban him from the house. First off, I did watch him, the time that jaguar_warrior was a complete nuisance to lucky was when I was up in my room for thirty minutes checking my email. The rest of the night was spent with him until I had to go to bed. Anyway, second, I'm on the lease which offer me more rights than some people currently residing in this den. Considering that I have walked in to this house seeing people here that I was not told about were visiting. No matter, I have came to a mutual understanding that Jeremiah is not going to be banned but I will have to keep a close eye on him. On the subject of my illustrious friend jaguar_warrior, who in turn started a wonderful yet satirical LJ community called truthaboutzeph. Now I want to officially say that I do not endorse this site, nor do I oppose it. Among many things i have learned in life, it is best to stay neutral. I have nothing against the Kittyfox otherwise known as zephyrpanthur and the only thing that remotely troubles me is the way he currently treats me. We were friends, and their is a lot of me that still wants to be his friend. Unfortunately due to misunderstanding and zephyrpanthur telling me what I can and can not do at my apartment led to a drawn out argument. Oddly the other parties that were involved seemed to have reconciled this issue, but zephyrpanthur seems to still hold something against me. The situation with my room mates probably didn't help either and in reality never involved him. He's been stating that he's been depressed but when I offer my hand of help. To at least lend an ear to his current problems, he turns me away. I supposedly turn him off, and I'm afraid what he has been telling other furs about me, especially new furs. Anyway I am sorry if I did anything to offend you zephyrpanthur, I admit I'm not perfect, and I've made some mistakes like everyone else. I am willing to work things out, I think I have said that many time and yet I receive no answer. It is with in your right to choose how you conduct your relationship around me, whether you choose to be friendly or spiteful. I would prefer you stay neutral in these matters but that is your prerogative. Anyway either or, I still consider you as a friend.

Anyway on a happier note I did get the job at Sprint and so I guess I'll be moving out of here soon. Which hopefully will take a good deal of stress off of me, since my room mates have not been very cooperative toward my efforts. Which you would think makes no sense, since the fatest way for me to leave is to cooperate with me. Yet they choose not to even change the gretting message on the answering machine to help me out with potential job interviews. Oh well, I will be contacting Jim soon and hopefully everything will work out for me. matlockwolf will be coming down this Saturday or Sunday to fix my car which hopefully will get fully accomplished this weekend. Anyway that's all I really have to say. Hope you enjoyed reading my journal.

Warenn A Dogg

7:59pm: Car, Patience, Persistence and Money
Talk about an eventful week, Patience, persistence and cash. That what it seems like everything is boiling down to now days. First off my car did die and is in the process of being resurrected. I had to put a job interview and a drug test on hold till after the weekend. And I had to ask my dad for additional help and pray to god that I have enough money to last me through my two weeks. I'm also hoping that my time off work didn't screw me in the end. Anyway, to top things off I want to thank matlockwolf and jaguar_warrior for helping me out immensely. Without them, this small fortune, would be a heck of a lot more. Through their expertise, they basically found the core of my Vehicular problem. Mainly being my ignition coil, which we did replaced. Along with the spark plugs, the Air filter and a number of other things that got the engine going. Only problems is to figure out how to make it stay going. Thought I do have to say while driving the car, it has been driving these past few days (when I have driven it) better than it has been driving in the past two years. On a different note, the interviewer seemed okay with me and I had some indication of a general interest. Basically all I'm doing now is waiting for the drug test results. Either way time will tell and it seems like that deadline is set for Wednesday. I'm planning on calling them anyway, if I don't hear anything by 3:30, I hate being put into limbo.

Which reminds me. I'm not certain if you have called my number yet or not. If you haven't I would suggest that you do just to listen to the abomination of a message that is currently waiting for you (4056365956). Seriously this is not the type of message that your future employer would like to hear and I hope that Sprint has enough common sense that room mates do fucking act up, but I digress. I will try and hopefully convince them for my sake and theirs to fix this problem for me, at least temporarily, so I can be accepted or rejected by the Sprint PCS call service center.

I did invite jaguar_warrior over to the Den last night. In which I believe he did cause a stir, at least in lucky's case. In some way I do hope that this shit dosn't get thrown all over me but to be honest. Their have been many guest that came over that I didn't necessarily want to see myself. Considering I'm on this lease, If they are going to complain about me, then they should look at themselves for doing the exact same thing because in some cases I have more right than some people in this apartment in that matter. Of course it's not like I'm going to hold that over my den mates heads, and I will not push the issue. Unless I have to.

Anyway that's all for now. I hope you enjoyed reading my journal.

Warenn A Dog

3:52am: Well I don't know where to begin really, these past few months have been somewhat of a roller coaster ride. Going through Terrible ups and thrilling Drops, I sometimes don't know when the climb upward is going to stop and you wait. Waiting for that one moment, for that one brief second when all your ever going to expect is the long drop downward. At the time you don't know how fast or how long before it will change, then you question how will it change. Will it twist or turn? Will it slow down or stop? Then you ponder all over again when will you climb back upwards again.

Where should I begin my climb up or down? Since I like to be told the bad news first I will spare what little enthusiastic adventure I have for the end. Well I face my first Christmas where I will share it alone, if you doubt me walk into my apartment and look immediately to you right. Their stands five stockings, when you know their are six residents in this house. I contemplate, if such a harsh punishment befits the crime that I have committed against them, maybe it was. I don't know, I begin to question my own beliefs and my own motives. I even question about the nature of love itself, the many faces it has, and that maybe it did bare it's true form and I didn't recognize it, worse yet a false form and openly embraced it. But for whatever reason, I will be alone this Christmas, at least for this year. Thought I do have friends, I really don't want them to hinder their Christmas day festivities for me and I would rather have a willing hart than a guilty one. Then again lets move on from the over joyous bounty of the season to the bright and glorious future. I was looking at the prospect of attaining a new job, moving into a new place. Unfortunately my car had a different idea after a bone chilling night of single digit temperature. It didn't want to start so thinking logically, we replaced the battery and still no good. In fact it's begging to get annoying since my Vehicles Alarm system has been reactivated, I don't have the remote and I don't know of a way to disable it. So I'm stuck, literally, hoping and praying that I can manage. You see I really don't want to leave Oklahoma, I have so many friends here. So many people I don't want to leave behind plus I don't want to abandoned my one and true best friend, Dorian. Actually he's more like a spoiled child than a best friend but I love him anyway. My debit card is giving me problems, even thought I have money in my account, it's being declined. I'm hoping it's only a security feature and I didn't do something terribly wrong, something I will have to clear up tomorrow.

Which brings me to my next bit of news. Lets shift this downward a bit, as the wind whips in your face and your screaming at the top of your lungs but most of all in this surge of adrenaline, aren't you enjoying life. I do have to say I at least have a ride to work, that is a good thing. Matlock trikkeh mate, will be heading down OKC to take a look at my car on Sunday, which I hope will prove fruitful. After a few days of chaotic bullshit, I decided to take today off, and roll with the punches. I finally went to see Chronicles of Narnia, which by the way was a great movie. Got to see it with bluewolfy4,ebonytigress,luckydawolf,jaredfox,tybron,xan_starwolf,primeevil, seffywulf, which was cool. A must see for furs. Well I had fun, and I had to spend some time with Seff, which I really don't know how things are developing between us, but I am starting to feel very attached to him lately and really enjoy his company. I hope to see him again in the future. Anyway with that I bid you adue and hope that next time you read, I will have more enlightening news than crap.

Warenn A Dog

11:59pm: I'm a Dalmation....Wow

You Are a Dalmation Puppy

Kind, bright, and very energetic. Firemen love to pat your little head.

12:31am: One word comment
Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me.
It can only be one word.

No more.

Then copy & paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you ..this part is up to you, of course :)

4:54pm: Are you Furry??

Really Furry Your furry score is 91%!

Yay! You're a furry. You probably didnt need me to tell you though. I'd like to chat with you fellow furry, check my profile and IM me.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 92% on FurPoints

Link: The Are You Furry Test written by Cheetor on Ok Cupid

12:17pm: Up Bright and Early at 1:00 pm
Last Thrusday I got to spend some time with my newfound Furry friend Telain. We had made some previous plans to side step his parents and met him down at Quail Sprigs mall. So me and my den mates decided to get up a little extra early that morning, and head on over to the mall. Which means we got up at 1:00 pm. Were basically nocturnal creatures for right now, going to sleep at the wee hours of 6:00am. Anyway, me and Telain made plans the night to join him in a rousing game of Dungeons and Dragons. Okay heres an important note, his parents will not allow him to hang out with furs, but they will allow him to play Dungeons and Dragons. What is the world comming too, when strict conservative Christian Parents will allow their son to partake in Devil Worshiping such as D and D than hang out with a bunch of gay guys who like to dress up in animal suits. Sorry I had to make the pun, nothing serious folks.

Anyway, we met him, ate some Sonic and I was on my way. I got to met a close and personal friend of his Bas, atleast that's his nick name, I forgot his full name. Well I didn't get to join the Dungeons and Dragons festivities but I really enjoyed watching them play. I wonder do I sound like a nerd right now, anyway from their we got Lucky and Xan to pick us up. Which took a while since they got lost at first, but through extensive examination of the Mapquest directions they finally made it to thier destination. So we were on our way home and hungry. Everybody talked it over and decided that Pizza would be about the cheapest way to feed six people right now. So the only place we could think off open at 12:45 am was Pizza Shuttle down in Norman. Last week they had a deal going where they were selling 3 large pizza's for five bucks each. Unfortunately that was last weeks deal, this weeks deal or I guess I should say that days deal was three small pizza's for eleven fifty. So we decided to get two order of that instead. When we got to the Pizza Place we found out how small, samll was. So everybody had their own personal Pan Pizza's, which was fine, it got me full I just wasn't stuffed. Fiannially around 7:00 am everybody felt like they need to go to bed, so me and Telain slept in my bed together. Though nothing happend, we are dealing with a straight fur here. Then it was up bright and early the next day, around 1:00pm again, heading off to Client Logic for our interviews and hopefully the last step in the hiring process.

We agreed that Telain would just tag along and hang out with the rest of us while each of us got interviewed. Fortunately all went well, and me, Xan and Lucky all got Hired. Which is a big relief, since Xan and Prime recently lost their jobs at McDonalds. Then it was up to Edmond to Drop Telain off, which was cool. Me and Telain got a chance to scritch each other on the way up to Edmond, and I do believe that I was the first person he ever got to scritch in real life. Finally we droped him off at work, eating lunch that day at his place of employment, which was Taco Bell. When it was our time to go, it was a little hard to say goodbye, but me and Telain made arrangement to see each other again Thursday, just me. That kind of made Lucky jellous, though I really don't know why, and his explination will probably take another, more private post in the future. Nothing much more happened that day, I went to bed and woke up.

Saturday night we just had Zephyr over which was fun, we all got to hang out at IHOP. Tybron and Xan both made some critical faliure in comments concerning our waiter, but I will let them have the pleasure of informing you. We then came home and proceeded to prepare the place for the arrival of Lucky's Parents. Which durring the night I had some emotional problems, dealing with my current situation of mateship. Right now, though nothing serious has developed Lucky has Xan to cuddle and be close too. Prime has Zephyr, atleast to cuddle with and be scritched, and I have nobody. I was in an unuusually furry mood mood all day, I've been wanting pets and scritches but unfortunately due to circumstance I didn't get any. Prime of course had Zyph, and he isn't that close to me so I may get a few scritches out of him, but I would have to initate the move. Xan not that close to me, Zyph, I don't know what's his problem and we all know the problem with Lucky. So I was basically a lonely pup all of Saturday. Which was fucked up, so here I am Sunday Morning, waiting for Lucky's Parents. God I hope my livejournal post for the events of today will be calm and drama free.