steve_fox_uk

Today hasn't been the best. Just going to say it so people cant say I havent then im not speaking of it on here again.

I went for my six month check up today after having the tumor removed. You sit there, the doctor walks in and you can just tell, you feel your heart sink and you no whats coming next.

My blood is showing signs that the tumor itself has returned. Instantly this means getting sick and havign an operation if its there. However as the 3month check up showed all clear, I have to go to a cancer screening.

Basically If it turns up back and benign; I loose my US visa as ill be classed as unhealthy and a burden.

If it Cancerous. A) Ill have cancer. B) Even if its cured i wont be able to be a pilot rendering the last 5 years of effort usless.

If its nothing, im about to be very sick but ill be fine and tumor free.

Its all if's, buts and maybe's. However its the thought alone that sparks the thought. No matter what im about to get sick.

On top of this im expected to loose 60% of my hair before im 25 and i cant afford the treatment to stop it (none NHS).

But dont worry. its only Thursday.

-Steve.

Furs on power trips are really beginning to piss me off.

To the real world as whole our little community means nothing, its built by the people within it, we bind and bond together to create something which we can all enjoy and something that isnt experienced in normal everyday lives. This is why I like furs, a community for everyone.

So what's with the goddam pedestals? The only people that really have any POWER are people who run and organise the cons, but that's only over that one event. their rules apply. Outside these events you are no more important than the next fur. Also; fur meets, fur trips organisers, the internet mods, you are people are no better than the guy with a pencil shoved up his nose and eating butter its fucking ice cream.

"You cant come to the cinema" im sorry, ive heard several people be told this...unless this person has attacked someone verbally or physically or broken a law there is nothing to stop them from going to the cinema especially if there friends are there. its a PUBLIC place. If there's something so fucking wrong with them im sure the police should know of their existance.

Fursuiters.

Musicians.

Artists.

Self absorbed internet twats.

You are respected and known for the people you are and want you can accomplish. But without the reconition from us, your the "freaks who paw over cartoon animals and have group sex each friday in your parents basement whilst they pray to their respecting gods in the back room"

People arent liked for their talents, they're enjoyed. Only when you like the people for who they are are you friends.

You can not like people fine.  ButYour not better than them, 20% of the world hates you for just being you anyway. Keep yourself to yourself, or be open and happy. Block and dont be friends with the people you dont like or embrace everyone or select.

Just step of your damned pedestals.

Im more likely to be friends with the new guy who just wants to talk than the fur flaunting their scribble on web cam.

-Steve

I get the irony in typing this, dont say it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY

(Sorry embedding disallowed)

Dont Judge a Book by its Cover.

-Steve

So it  was Friday afternoon and it had been a quick day at uni, had to do some flight weather research so myself and too Friends Sam(antha) and Max head off to the Library.

Now our university's library is pretty old and his high ceilings, we needed the top floor of 3 so we decided to use the lift. Just quicker.

So we climb in, nothing unusual and hit floor 3 and of course the lift goes up, we're talking happy and messing around, its a dam lift they aren't that entertaining. So anyway the electronic panel lights up at 3 and we all turn to face the door. However the friendly "ding" never came, the locking mechanism failed as a cable snapped. There was a massive crack, the door buckled in and we dropped around 4-6m's, all slamming against the walls. Eventually and thankfully the emergency breaks kicked in and we crumpled against the lifts floor in a pile. There was some creaking and then silence. We all looked at each other terrified and in sheer disbelief. The alarm automatically sounded and that just spread the chaos and panic, we had no idea what was going on, would fall again?

We could hear banging and shouts from people on the outside floors and just made for the only exit... the roof hatch. Being the tallest (which in itself is rare) I went first to get the thing open, as i finally did navigate the latch , other people were already coming down.

All in all, all three of us are fine.

I just really fucking hate lifts.

Investigation is being carried out as to what the hell happened, but from now on, this fox takes the stairs.

-Steve

Going to be heading to Amsterdam for the next couple of days ot hang out with neko and num8, should be back thursday. Just in time to head to London, hetic week.

Steve Fox.

Flight exams next monday, bugger. This weekend is going to 100% suck but hey FC next friday! Then Orlando!

Id be getting a lot more revision done if i could put down my guitar, keep catchign myself holding it with the page still open too "page 1: Planes can fly".

Infact I should be doing it now, but im wasting time on here.

So im turnign off the net and going to library.

Later

And so Living With You! is finally making its return after a couple of months of dead air!

We returned this Sunday with: "STD! : The warning" and "Beware Steve bearing gives," which also featured my two good friends Twerkwolf and North.

Basically we now have a massive back log of comic waiting to go up, longer storylines, more Pinky Hatred and a warm muffin for all readers we need to distribute, currently itll be a staggered release, as recommended releasing them all at once would suck.

Anyway go check it out : www.livingwithyou.co.uk

Opinions always welcome, not aways cared about.

-Steve

Just looked at my old journal, not used it in a long time and the amount of emo was horrible.

So a long story short, here's a new LJ.....and at least its my actual fursona this time.

-Steve (is in Seattle).