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~Bir
~I am Bir, the creator of the one of a kind, brushed yarn tails. I introduced the brushed yarn tail to the furry community nearly five years ago. I pride myself in master blending techniques, attention to realistic natural details, and have perfected shape, movement, and durability far beyond average.~
Weasyl: Sanka Anka
Tails for Sale: Pearled Wolf
Deviantart: PearledWolfess
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Recent Journal
Two, nearly three years of crap. Finally over.
9 years ago
Over the past couple of years I've been posting these "where the hell have I been journals" updating you guys with all of the things that have been going on with me because I kept having to leave. From the very first problem of losing my computer so long ago, to moving, to dealing with family issues, to horrible things involving my ex. I haven't had the chance to tell you what happened to me at all in 2014.
At the beginning of 2014 during the winter, I was involved in a snow-drift related crash. I lost my second job because I couldn't travel there. I got a new second job. Turns out the owner was absolutely insane, like seriously bonkers. Mental hospital bonkers. Couldn't work there, either. The reason I kept trying to find a second job was to move away from my boyfriend at the time. From dealing with him threatening to strangle me or hang my dogs by their necks, I couldn't work on anything or be me without stepping on glass. I had only one part time job but I needed to get out. So I found a new apartment a few towns away. In May, I became homeless. I lived in my car, stayed at my mom's when I could, and left my job at the German Shepherd Breeder (An employee there was abusive to the animals. Owner refused to do anything. I couldn't take it). I was taken in by a couple of friends in Wisconsin. I planned on staying with them for a couple of weeks so I could find a new job and get back on my feet. Two weeks turned into two months because I lived in the middle of nowhere land with them and there just wasn't any opportunity there. So I stretched out further, looking up to an hour's length drive away. I found a job at the Humane Society several towns away. I saved my paychecks until I had a couple grand so I could move out, and then my car needed a new trans, fuel injector died, muffler broke in half, and all three doors except the drivers door are permanently shut because the locks don't work (That's the one problem I didn't bother fixing). So there went all my saved money.
Then, as I had to re-save money, it turned into five months. Zona makes a mistake and shits on my friends bathroom floor, and then I'm right back where I started. I had to give up my dogs and find a new place to stay. But because I got them from the motherfucking breeder, guess where they are at right at this moment. I had no choice. I'm getting them back, though... I hope... x.x
So September gets here. A very dear friend takes me in. I cannot have my dogs here. Now, we are together. We have found a house and just signed a lease a couple of days ago for a new place where we can keep my dogs. I'll be seeing Zona and Jericho on the last day of January assuming they don't try to keep them from me. I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am. I haven't seen them in so long. I miss them so much.
And on top of that, I've had to fight to get my FA account back, I've had to reorder my car's title information, and have had to reorder my SS card and birth certificate because my ex decided to keep it all from me.
But the worst part of this all, was as I was homeless, living in my car, trying to keep a hold on my life, I lost my father. He went to visit his sister in PA and went in his sleep. He died just a few days after my birthday in July. For those of you that know me, you know my father was the only person who kept me sane, who saved me when my mother's crazy boyfriend tried to stab me, who gave me everything I needed and taught me so much. I loved him more than life itself. I cannot tell you how much this hurts. Ironically, my lease starts on February 1st, his birthday. I can only wonder if I have him to thank for it.
I don't know what to tell any of you except that I am so tremendously sorry. I am slowly getting back to everything I left here. Complete unfinished trades, I have a couple of people that I owe some funds (Thankfully not very much), and all I can do is try to sort it out and do the best I can to tie up any loose ends and try to make every last damn one of you happy.
I created a Weasyl - "Sanka Anka" and I made a new DeviantArt: PearledWolfess. There's not much on either of them just yet. I'll likely just post new stuff as I go along.
Love,
Bir
At the beginning of 2014 during the winter, I was involved in a snow-drift related crash. I lost my second job because I couldn't travel there. I got a new second job. Turns out the owner was absolutely insane, like seriously bonkers. Mental hospital bonkers. Couldn't work there, either. The reason I kept trying to find a second job was to move away from my boyfriend at the time. From dealing with him threatening to strangle me or hang my dogs by their necks, I couldn't work on anything or be me without stepping on glass. I had only one part time job but I needed to get out. So I found a new apartment a few towns away. In May, I became homeless. I lived in my car, stayed at my mom's when I could, and left my job at the German Shepherd Breeder (An employee there was abusive to the animals. Owner refused to do anything. I couldn't take it). I was taken in by a couple of friends in Wisconsin. I planned on staying with them for a couple of weeks so I could find a new job and get back on my feet. Two weeks turned into two months because I lived in the middle of nowhere land with them and there just wasn't any opportunity there. So I stretched out further, looking up to an hour's length drive away. I found a job at the Humane Society several towns away. I saved my paychecks until I had a couple grand so I could move out, and then my car needed a new trans, fuel injector died, muffler broke in half, and all three doors except the drivers door are permanently shut because the locks don't work (That's the one problem I didn't bother fixing). So there went all my saved money.
Then, as I had to re-save money, it turned into five months. Zona makes a mistake and shits on my friends bathroom floor, and then I'm right back where I started. I had to give up my dogs and find a new place to stay. But because I got them from the motherfucking breeder, guess where they are at right at this moment. I had no choice. I'm getting them back, though... I hope... x.x
So September gets here. A very dear friend takes me in. I cannot have my dogs here. Now, we are together. We have found a house and just signed a lease a couple of days ago for a new place where we can keep my dogs. I'll be seeing Zona and Jericho on the last day of January assuming they don't try to keep them from me. I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am. I haven't seen them in so long. I miss them so much.
And on top of that, I've had to fight to get my FA account back, I've had to reorder my car's title information, and have had to reorder my SS card and birth certificate because my ex decided to keep it all from me.
But the worst part of this all, was as I was homeless, living in my car, trying to keep a hold on my life, I lost my father. He went to visit his sister in PA and went in his sleep. He died just a few days after my birthday in July. For those of you that know me, you know my father was the only person who kept me sane, who saved me when my mother's crazy boyfriend tried to stab me, who gave me everything I needed and taught me so much. I loved him more than life itself. I cannot tell you how much this hurts. Ironically, my lease starts on February 1st, his birthday. I can only wonder if I have him to thank for it.
I don't know what to tell any of you except that I am so tremendously sorry. I am slowly getting back to everything I left here. Complete unfinished trades, I have a couple of people that I owe some funds (Thankfully not very much), and all I can do is try to sort it out and do the best I can to tie up any loose ends and try to make every last damn one of you happy.
I created a Weasyl - "Sanka Anka" and I made a new DeviantArt: PearledWolfess. There's not much on either of them just yet. I'll likely just post new stuff as I go along.
Love,
Bir
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