kjorteo: Screenshot from Dragon Warrior, of the ruined town of Hauksness. (Hauksness)
The year is drawing to a close... somehow. I'll be honest with you; that kind of sneaked up on us. Wasn't it, like, May or something? The chronic sleepiness has gotten worse, I've been hibernating a lot, and oh heck, it's time to write one of these again? Already? Huh. Well.

Well. )
kjorteo: Sprite of the dead "boss" and "Sorry, I'm Dead" speech balloon from Monster Party. (Sorry - I'm dead.)
The year is drawing to a close, and the title of this post doesn't refer to my or our intent to discontinue our yearly recap posts or anything like that; we're reporting as normal (sort of) and it's our lives that feel like this was the year that everything just kind of... stopped.


There's our former job, you see. Former? Ah, yes, about that.... )

Our mental health hasn't been great, either. You see.... )

Anyway, the point is, here's what our current employment and disability prospects are looking like. Buy some insurance pls? )

I know we've been dropping the ball on posts and stuff, too. So much to write... )

And, uh, that was our year, I guess. Normally we pick songs to represent the year.... )


It is my sincere hope that at least some executive function will be restored over the coming year, so the eventual 2022 writeup won't be as full of "yeah I know I was supposed to do the thing and I didn't, sorry" as this one.
kjorteo: A 16-bit pixel-style icon of (clockwise from the bottom/6:00 position) Celine, Fang, Sara, Ardei, and Kurt.  The assets are from their Twitch show, Warm Fuzzy Game Room. (Default)
The year is drawing to a close, presumably because it finally ran out of ways to hurt and kill people and has nowhere else to go, though I fully expect it to wring every last tear it can from us all in its final few moments. They're going to do the New Year's ball drop and some celebrity you really like will die of COVID when the countdown is at 1, mark my words.

When browsing our tag for year in review posts, I noticed that I'd described 2019 as containing a "time vortex in which the year lasted at least three years, yet somehow still managed to blindside me with every "wait, it's time to do X already?" milestone." (Even better, I mentioned that in the context of also having experienced that in 2018, and having hoped 2019 would be better in that regard, but nope.) I also described 2019 as feeling like "2016 2: The Sequel."

Ahahahahaha.

Ahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

My God, where do we even start with 2020?

... With the music, I guess, since I guess picking a theme song for the year has become almost as much of a tradition for these posts as starting them with, "The year is drawing to a close." The smartass side of me feels like the most 2020 song is the heel version of Doink the Clown's theme or perhaps that old post I somehow can't find anymore (but you can probably use your imagination) where someone took the Mario Kart 64 versions of Toad's voice clips and set them to creepy haunted carnival music.

But no, our serious answer is Falconer's "Northwind", for reasons that will become apparent later.

So, yeah, 2020 was a rough one. News-wise, everything was on fire always. )


Anyway, all that, plus an election year, was not great for our mental health. )


... So that topic is kind of a bummer! At least there were some positive developments on the plurality front. )


Our expanded plural family has other benefits, too. Kurt came with this really cool castle, you see.... )

And... that was our 2020, I guess. My New Year's resolution is... I guess... continue the process of hopefully someday getting my shit together. Allowing myself more slack and less self-loathing when I reach my or even our system's limitations, but still doing what we can to further the process of getting those limitations addressed. Quit being mad at myself for the things I can't do right with this undiagnosed untreated unmedicated and uncontrollable whatever-it-is, but keep calling doctors and self-advocating and generally trying to get it diagnosed and treated and medicated and controlled, in other words.

In conclusion, thank you for being there for us, for being patient with us, for reading this whole fucking novel of a post (assuming you actually did, which, if not, I completely understand.) Hopefully 2021 will be be about putting out the fires, putting the pieces back together, and just... healing, both for the world and for ourselves and our mental health.

Carry me safe ashore, as you did our brethren of yore....
kjorteo: A 16-bit pixel-style icon of (clockwise from the bottom/6:00 position) Celine, Fang, Sara, Ardei, and Kurt.  The assets are from their Twitch show, Warm Fuzzy Game Room. (Celine & Sara: WFGR)
The year is drawing to a close, at long last. In the last days of 2018, I complained about the time vortex in which the year lasted at least three years, yet somehow still managed to blindside me with every "wait, it's time to do X already?" milestone. It was my hope that said vortex would be lifted and 2019 would proceed as normal.

2019 did not proceed as normal.

Still, here we are, doing another year in review. A lot of bad, a lot of good, a lot of... just... a lot. Everything happened so much.

For this year's post-accompanying theme music, Sara chose Puro's Home theme from Changed. It's a sweet, sentimental tune from a small respite in a sea of hardships. The player (and Puro) fought through many near-impossible challenges just to get that far, and many more await them after they set out again. In that one moment, though, they're in Puro's home where they can catch their breath and share a heartfelt emotional moment with each other before they move on. This song represents an oasis in a vast and unforgiving desert, and an opening of hearts.

That said, I hate to start on a negative note, let alone several negative notes, but there were a lot of parts in 2019 that we endured more than anything else. So let's get those out of the way first. )

All of this, plus being there as our dear friends and clanmates faced catastrophic hardships and mental health issues of their own, left us largely feeling like 2019 was 2016 2: The Sequel, at least at parts and for a while there. However, there were quite a few positive things that happened this year, too. For all the hardships, a lot of very important progress was made on a lot of fronts. Let's explore those, now. )

So where does that leave us overall, going forward? Well.... )

Thank you. From the bottom of our mostly-shared heart, thank you.
kjorteo: A picture of Celine meditating while Sara embraces her from behind, both looking serene, peaceful, and content. (Celine & Sara: Together)
The year is drawing to a close, and we can all only hope that it takes the bizarre time vortex we've all been caught in with it. Much like [personal profile] xyzzysqrl pointed out, it really does feel like the beginning of this year was at least three years ago. Yet, at the same time, I found myself caught off guard by just about every advance event--my annual vacation, my birthday and Christmas, writing this post as well as the awards posts--in the "wait, that's tomorrow?" sense.

So. 2018. Whewf.

Whewf? )
kjorteo: Portrait of a happy, hopeful, wide-eyed Bulbasaur from a doujin. (Bulbasaur: Hopeful)
(Subtitle is a lyric taken from a song from an upcoming album I'm working on. Details within.)

The year is drawing to a close, and that's... good? I think? There were a lot of ups and downs, but the world is kind of still in the middle of a major storm right now, and I'm okay with being one year closer to everything hopefully passing. Still, I had some great times, some major accomplishments, and some lovely memories with all of you in spite of it all.

Review time! In which Celine gets super long-winded and gives a Care Bear-esque feelings speech. In other words, your typical Celine post. )
kjorteo: Portrait of a happy, hopeful, wide-eyed Bulbasaur from a doujin. (Bulbasaur: Hopeful)
The year is drawing to a close, and so here we are once again, looking back in reflection. Brace yourselves; I have a lot to cover.

Read more... )
kjorteo: A 16-bit pixel-style icon of (clockwise from the bottom/6:00 position) Celine, Fang, Sara, Ardei, and Kurt.  The assets are from their Twitch show, Warm Fuzzy Game Room. (Teo: Pretty)
[Error: unknown template qotd]Haha, I was just about to make a long year-end recap post anyway, but now I can do it in the form of an answer to this prompt.

*ahem*

The year is drawing to a close, so I suppose it's time to reflect on it. 2015 has been eventful, that's for sure. Here's a recap complete with out-of-context Undertale dialogue. And maybe some out-of-context Undertale background music to go with it.

Read more... )

Life update

Dec. 7th, 2014 09:09 pm
kjorteo: A 16-bit pixel-style icon of (clockwise from the bottom/6:00 position) Celine, Fang, Sara, Ardei, and Kurt.  The assets are from their Twitch show, Warm Fuzzy Game Room. (Teo: <3)
I haven't written any substantive updates on what I've been up to for a while, mostly because I've been too wrapped up in events to find the time to write about them. However, I think now is a good time to make an update.

Zoey Hoshi flew in to visit and live with me for a little over a month, starting in late October. There has been what I assume to be somewhat poorly-kept secret (if even that ... more like "everyone probably knows, I just haven't actually announced it") regarding the two of us, that I unfortunately wasn't able to announce for a while due to lingering drama. That has slowly been fading over time, and I have gradually been able to let more and more people know. Today, I just confirmed that the last piece getting in the way of an official announcement has fallen, so I'd like to come out and proclaim what I'm pretty sure everyone either already knew or at least strongly suspected: yes, Zoey and I are together, a couple, very much in love, and have been for some time. November 1 was our one-year anniversary, even, and that was part of the reason why she came to visit me now, of all times--of course we had to be together for that. I seem to have entered the fun and exciting world of long-distance relationships, and this visit was mostly a chance to live with my girlfriend for at least a little while.

One of the first things Zoey and I did together was immediately fly off again, this time to Furpocalypse over Halloween. It was Zoey's first furry convention, and all our friends who were with us (you know who you are at this point) gave her a warm welcome. I got to host a writing panel, and was pleasantly surprised at the attendance and attentiveness it received. There were actual people there and they were interested in what I had to teach about writing. Some were even taking notes!

Toward the end of the panel, I segued into a speech about art and creation in general, and mostly tried to encourage anyone who had ever had an idea and been dumped on for just the genre of it, let alone actual content ("oh, furry novels will never sell" "oh, you'll never get anywhere if you draw manga style" etc.) I will admit an ulterior motive, here: part of that speech was for Zoey, who is tentatively working on becoming more active in furry art circles and perhaps even taking commissions someday. She had received some rather disparaging "advice" from a tour of a local animation studio, which had caused some damage that I wanted to undo. Zoey reports being more confident than ever that yes, she actually can do this, so I'd like to think I helped at least a little ... though it really was a team effort from the love and support she received from everyone, during her entire visit.

Speaking of writing, yes, I'm still doing that! I am still working on a huge overhaul of The Afflicted, with the hope of getting it through a traditional publisher someday. My aunt (who is a very successful published author with zillions of books to her name) is absolutely in love with the characters and world and everything I've created, and wants to put me in touch with her agent ... after this overhaul. It's big and a lot of work and I don't expect to be done with it for at least another year, if even by then, but we'll see. Making it as a writer is my "what I want to be when I grow up" dream, of course, so this is a hugely promising lead, no matter how long it takes.

However, I have had to put that project aside due to the sudden presence of another chance at publication. A certain furry BSDM anthology wanted me to contribute a story to their next upcoming project. I can't get into too many details, because A) some of my readers/watchers/followers are young and innocent and don't want to hear about this very fetishy adult NSFW project, and B) it's for an anthology, not just something I can post freely when it's done. However, I promise you, those of you who are actually into that sort of thing will definitely know more, and know where you can get it and everything, when the time comes. For now, suffice it to say that I am hugely excited about this. I am actually very proud of the story I made, and my test readers thus far have reported liking it as well. Maybe I just needed a break from The Afflicted, but I've been hugely motivated for this story all the way from inception to completion; I love the idea I had, I loved working on it, I love how it turned out. If the reading populace at large enjoys the finished product even half as much as I enjoyed making it, then this anthology is going to be awesome.

Anyway, back to convention talk! Unfortunately, I will not be able to make Furpocalypse next year, as my sister is getting married, and chose that exact day next year to hold her wedding. I have been in talks with a few of the usual circle regarding what we could do instead, only to run into all sorts of issues attempting to navigate the Venn diagrams of everyone's restrictions on where geographically they can and cannot travel, when in the year is or is not a good time, and how big or small a convention must or cannot be for comfort. The biggest issue on my end is that I really can't do anything that takes place in a month that isn't October, November, or maybe December. With Furpocalypse ruled out, the only viable alternative I've found thus far is Midwest FurFest, in Chicago, with a size of 3,000 or so and a date of late November/early December (it apparently tends to wander a bit.) Everyone else, feel free to join in the discussion--perhaps we can work something out.

Back to some more good news: my long nightmare of a work situation finally appears to be ending. The biggest problem up until this point hasn't been the job itself so much as my tyrannical bully of a manager. Well, he's gone; he got an offer at some other company and jumped ship, leaving the warehouse to me. I am now the Shipping and Receiving Manager for my company! Right now, the job is still stressful, but only because of the transition; I am literally all alone in what used to be a two-person department, having to do all the incoming orders myself when I used to have at least a little help for that, and even my order-processing time is constantly being taken by the sudden onslaught of managerial things I now have to do--meeting with people and ordering things and organizing reports and basically doing everything in the world except all that actual shipping that still really does need to get done, too. However, the end is in sight for that, as well: the company is hiring on a new clerk to fill my old position now that I'm the manager, and tomorrow (Monday) I will be interviewing and hopefully selecting the lucky winner between the final two resumes I liked. On one hand, that's another thing I'll be doing instead of processing all those orders that keep piling up, but on the other ... with any luck, it's a sign that the end of the storm is in sight. Whoever we end up hiring is going to have to help me with a huge backlog starting day 1, but still. The days of living in fear of my boss, dreading coming to work if he was feeling particularly aggressive that day, and coming home in tears when he pushed me too hard are over. The department will still be two people trying their best to keep up with the world, but I will no longer have to fear my coworker; the new person will be under me, and--dare I hope?--actually somewhat pleasant to be around (after what I've been through, this will be a huge part of my selection criteria when I conduct those interviews.)

Zoey just left back to Australia earlier today, and I should get to bed at least fairly soon tonight after my laundry finishes; I have interviewing on top of tons and tons of orders to do tomorrow. Still, I feel better now, going forward. The stay with Zoey was a huge success (as evidenced by how many tears were shed when she had to leave) and we're already looking forward to the next time we get to do this. Writing is, as always, a long and arduous labor but with a very sweet reward when it's all done. Work is chaotic but should be in a much better place once the dust settles. All in all, I would say that this was the best month in my life, but I can't be too sad that it's over, because I expect that record to be broken several times in the days to come.
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