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The FurPocalypse was Here
Nov. 12th, 2025 01:19 pmIt's been a bit, hasn't it?
FurPocalypse was good, but it was also -weird-. In the end I didn't really hang out with anyone I expected to hangout with, but did hangout with a bunch of people who were either entirely new to me, or who I'd barely spoken with much before the con, or who I didn't especially expect to see there.
Nocturne wasn't there, which wasn't surprising but was sad. I've sent him another text and TG message, but I just can't keep doing this anymore. He's been spotty with me ever since I visited...arugably since earlier than that...and I care deeply about him, but I can't keep just hoping that one day he'll find the space for me in his life again. He needs to do something.
For all his talk about how much we'd hangout, Kota proved fairly vastly disappointing in person. We get along fine in the moment, but he never especially did invite me to hangout with him and his friends, I never did meet his mate, and to add insult to injury he backed out on me for the supersponsor dinner with under 12 hours notice. His only saving grace was that he did show up to the party to take pictures (more on that in a bit), though only for an hour, and lord knows when I'll get to see those photos. So, I'm kind of over him unless/until he apologizes.
So, based on how things for FurPoc were looking, Novar was going to be hosting a lewd party at the con which I assumed might be loud and crowded and, shockingly, lewd. Not my cup of tea. With some encouragement, and given the obnoxious amount of roomspace I anticipated having anyway, I decided to host a chill kink party as an alternate option and possibly as an overflow option. People seemed to like this idea.
Both parties were going to begin around 11, necessitated by the Supersponsor Dinner.
Then, at 9, I'm literally on the can when Novar messages to ask me how I'd feel about consolidating the parties into my room(s) on the premise that I'd have more space. This made sense, but it still gave me pause, and was one of the rare times in my life when I responded to an online query with, "I need to think about this for a minute."
In the end, and after Novar had scouted out my roomspace, we did consolidate. My main room was the nice room while the adjoining room was the naughty room. By and large things seemed to be very successful, and it was kind of fun and I met new people out of it, including someone who stayed in my room that night (hence subsidizing my room costs, which was helpful). It wasn't perfect, but nothing ever is, and considering I hadn't planned on that, I think it worked quite well.
I got my second shingles vax shot on Monday afternoon and it's been kicking my ass ever since. I'm better than I was, but I'm definitely not at 100% yet. I'm very, very glad yesterday was a holiday and I didn't have anything I needed to get done.
FurPocalypse was good, but it was also -weird-. In the end I didn't really hang out with anyone I expected to hangout with, but did hangout with a bunch of people who were either entirely new to me, or who I'd barely spoken with much before the con, or who I didn't especially expect to see there.
Nocturne wasn't there, which wasn't surprising but was sad. I've sent him another text and TG message, but I just can't keep doing this anymore. He's been spotty with me ever since I visited...arugably since earlier than that...and I care deeply about him, but I can't keep just hoping that one day he'll find the space for me in his life again. He needs to do something.
For all his talk about how much we'd hangout, Kota proved fairly vastly disappointing in person. We get along fine in the moment, but he never especially did invite me to hangout with him and his friends, I never did meet his mate, and to add insult to injury he backed out on me for the supersponsor dinner with under 12 hours notice. His only saving grace was that he did show up to the party to take pictures (more on that in a bit), though only for an hour, and lord knows when I'll get to see those photos. So, I'm kind of over him unless/until he apologizes.
So, based on how things for FurPoc were looking, Novar was going to be hosting a lewd party at the con which I assumed might be loud and crowded and, shockingly, lewd. Not my cup of tea. With some encouragement, and given the obnoxious amount of roomspace I anticipated having anyway, I decided to host a chill kink party as an alternate option and possibly as an overflow option. People seemed to like this idea.
Both parties were going to begin around 11, necessitated by the Supersponsor Dinner.
Then, at 9, I'm literally on the can when Novar messages to ask me how I'd feel about consolidating the parties into my room(s) on the premise that I'd have more space. This made sense, but it still gave me pause, and was one of the rare times in my life when I responded to an online query with, "I need to think about this for a minute."
In the end, and after Novar had scouted out my roomspace, we did consolidate. My main room was the nice room while the adjoining room was the naughty room. By and large things seemed to be very successful, and it was kind of fun and I met new people out of it, including someone who stayed in my room that night (hence subsidizing my room costs, which was helpful). It wasn't perfect, but nothing ever is, and considering I hadn't planned on that, I think it worked quite well.
I got my second shingles vax shot on Monday afternoon and it's been kicking my ass ever since. I'm better than I was, but I'm definitely not at 100% yet. I'm very, very glad yesterday was a holiday and I didn't have anything I needed to get done.
