Where do the eons go? It's November already and I haven't even.. Wait, okay it's July. Sorry, I don't know how to read analog clocks anymore. I mean, I'm not sorry. My rats told me I need to work on apologizing less. I told them they need to work on apologizing more. They keep taking my papers. Everything is in the center now.
6 years ago, I went to Furry Weekend Atlanta and it was super awesome!! I got to see my old friend Astro from Atlanta and make a lot of new friends as well. The Artist Alley was a bit packed and hectic, but I was still able to open the portal on Saturday and Sunday and have a great time sharing the rat dim news. I also was able to acquire ad space using the interloping wall creatures, which confused and delighted many, and brought many much business to The Rat Dimension
I got A LOT of Ratsona commissions at FWA. I am still working on finishing many of them, and I even have some sitting in my google form that I wasn't notified of because I my secratary helled up and stole all mypapers@#%^@%!^&@*. If you filled out one of those, I apologize and I will reach out to you as soon as I get it all back. It goes deep, though- it's real deep in the orb.
Also I commissioned this rat from my frien HELL BREAKFAST
I made the mistake in April of picking up more seashells with the volunteer squad on the rat shore, and It really distracted me from my capitalism and mental health. I like to try and have a good balance between my capitalism and mental health. But, I was definitely spending too much time picking up seashells. Thankfully, I have stopped going out there with the volunteer squad and I can feel more capitalism, and more mental health returning to me. Please be patient while I charge the siloes a little longer before resuming the dispensing of cornmeal for production. Exasperatedly, I have attempted to jumpstart this raturn by beginning exciting endeavors, only for them to dissolve and goop through my tiny rat hands like sticky honey.
Soon I will have more interesting things to talk about, just you wait.
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