I can not believe that my last update here was three months ago.
This month has been crazy. I launched two kickstarter campaigns. One was a cute kawaii campaign and the other was deviant, you know like me.
Lewds:
Husky Boi, Kitsune Boi, Foxy Foxy, and two Shibari Scouts are the focus of this campaign. Click me: Lewd to You
There are two KS neko boi exclusives available as backer rewards.
Pocket Monster Inspired Chibis: Eevee Evolutions
If you haven’t checked out my shop you should, you could be reppin’ my fine ass on your lapel. Dark Delights Shop
Now that I got the cool shit out of the way lemme tell you about the what the fuck shit in my life.
This month I put together a presentation for a business class with a group of fucking asshats. Man the older I get the more I don’t understand why I’m chipping away at finishing some general education credits.
I'm putting the rant of epic portions into a spoiler so check that shit if you wanna enjoy my mental suffering:
Like, I ended up getting paired with two men that could not stand up to this bully with a vagina. My closest friend I made in the class just calls her basic bitch when we end up discussing the project. I ended up not going to the class like all month because let me tell you no amount of Xanax in the world could get us to move forward with the project so I stayed home and did the entire proposal, and the outline of the power point myself. I practiced the entire presentation alone since my group can't manage to utilize time properly and come time to present I answered the majority of the q and a. Needless to say we received the top spot out of the 10 presentations. I didn’t bother going the second half of the class for the remainder of the presentations since I had already presented and I have real life problems to take care of. This fine group of people took the entire credit for the presentation which if it wasn’t for my delegation of work, proposal and outline would have never fucking came about. So the people in my class who KNEW about my problems with my group blew up my phone telling me how they threw me under the bus. I was annoyed, google docs is a good friend in this day so I shoot my professor an e-mail. This woman completely dismisses my e-mail with proof that I did the majority of the work, out of principle and she's like "it seems your team completed what needed to be completed". LIKE NO SHIT. I made the proposal and brought it to class, I made the power-point which they downloaded to your computer the only changes they made was adding in a logo photo and a googled picture of flowers, and the business plan itself which I put together and fucking delivered. TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW. Like all my documents are time stamped so it proves when what was done and what wasn't. AND I told her multiple times during the progress of the project that I was having nothing but a nightmare with my group. Like, I openly threatened physical harm to my one group mate and my teacher didn't blink, her response was, "you've already come so far, you can do this". Then my teacher goes on to say we would all be receiving the same grade. Like I give no fucks about this grade. I could have still walked away with a high c low b even if I let my group fail and did none the aspects needed for the project because I already had a 98%. I'm still heated. I don't know if I'm going to attend the last exam because I can't handle seeing basic bitch.
LIFE.
On Monday my companion of nearly ten years died traumatically. My furry friend started out having a bad morning but I thought he was just having a flare up of pancreatitis. I ran some errands with my husband and my cat seemed okay throughout the morning. I continued doing housework and checking in on him. He was just kind of hanging out with me and I thought he could be dehydrated so I brought him some water. He wandered off to the bathroom to lay on the linoleum and he started vibrating. I called our primary vet and when I got off the phone he started open mouth breathing. I rushed him to the vet and they started treatment right away. Well three hours later the diagnosis was he went into heart failure, during transport he had a heart attack and mauled me, so after losing my best Bobby baby I had to get IV antibiotics to treat the infection that spread ridiculously quickly. This week has been a whirlwind of emotions.
In other news I am spending the majority of June in the Midwest.
Possibly shooting a new set in July when I return to LA. I can pretend I’m relevant. Haha.
I hope to all my friends and followers you are kicking ass and taking names.
xoxo
