Several of you have asked why I've 'given up' on art. I've actually been rather surprised by how many of you enjoyed my art, calling it 'nicely varied', and 'very interesting,' and even one "totally awesome" before I 'quit.' I've not given up on it, at all. It's just become a much more frustrating experience, because the most important tool of my artistic arsenal had to be traded in for rent and food: my Monitor.
As such, I've been using this old ViewSonic VGA monitor, which is half my age at 11 years old. It's done well for itself, but it sucks at color display, or allowing any kind of decent room to have my tools up in photoshop.

But now, it's died. It managed to display one bright horizontal line, a few pixels wide, the brightest I've ever seen it do, and then quit working all together.

For those of you wondering, I'm doing this message on my local library's computer, which is obviously unsuitable for doing artwork on... They just suck.

A dear friend of mine, who is just getting her own artistic momentum going, Serapheline, suggested doing this. She said a lot of popular artists can at least manage to raise enough money for a new monitor or tablet if they just -ask-... Well, I don't know how popular I am, but I'm definitely asking.

I don't know how to set up a donation button, any help on that would be nice, but if you're wanting to help out, and perhaps see more of my art (I -have- gotten better, I promise!), send a donation amount of your choice to: triaddraykin@gmail.com.

Thanks for reading, and bless your heart if you help me out.

-Triad Draykin

...That I updated this damn thing. It's been since January! And I'm doing great now, by the way.

1. What is your best friend's Mom's name?
Rita (Best buds since middle school... Damn, I need to call him sometime...)

2. What body part do you hate?
Nose. Have you ever heard a good compliment on someone's nose?

3. Who was the hottest teacher you ever had?
Kendra Rowe. And many shared that opinion.

4. What was the last gift you received, and who was it from?
An Ubuntu disk, from one of my customers today.

5. What body part do you wash first?
Hair

6. Do you have any piercings and how many?
Nope. Might get 'em one day, though.

7. Do you have any tattoos?
A Ying-Yang paw design on my left upper arm, workin on a design for my right.

8. Is your driveway steep?
For the first foot or so, enough for me to have to slow down or jump it on my bike.

9. What's your favorite flavored condom?
Absolutely no idea. I'd think strawberry or general berry-flavored.

10. Have you ever been tied up?
I do the tying.

11. What was the worst thing you ever got grounded for?
My dad finding the floppy of porn still in the computer.

12. What is your favorite animal?
Just one? (Wolf, Dragon, Leopard)

13. Have you ever had two dates in one night?
Can't even get two dates in the same month.

14. How many times have you been cursed at?
Just today? Bout two dozen. I earned them, though.

15. Which shoe do you put on first?
The middle one.

16. How old are you?
20

17. Have you ever been to a gay bar?
No, but I'm sure I'll be dragged to one some day. Not that I'll struggle too much.

18. Friends with Benefits?
Lookin forward to it. Polyamory is wonderful.

19. Is there one thing all of your love interests have had in common?
None of them were socially acceptable. And they were all short.


20. What would you like to be complimented on?
My eyes. Sans glasses, they're a really intense shade of blue.

21. Favorite type of porn?
Passionate, believeable, usually girl on girl or a man that focuses on pleasuring the woman with more then just his dick.

22. Who is the last person you usually think about before you fall asleep?
Kendra.

23. Have you ever had a song written about you?
Nope. Though I hope to have "He was a Good Man" apply to me.

24. If you had to choose to not ever wash your bed sheets again or not wash your bath towel ever again which would you choose?
You should wash your bed sheets? (yes, I'm kidding.)

25. Have you ever found anything in your parents' bedroom that was questionable?
Yes, them going at it. And being too young to know what they were doing.

26. What was your childhood nickname?
Wartman, due to having a lot on my hands.

27. When is the last time you played the air guitar?
Never, I'm pround to say.

28. Have you ever peeked in the opposite sexes locker room?
Every chance I got, which was none.

29. What's the weirdest thing you have done while driving?
Masturbated. (Hey, with me, you ask, you get an answer)

30. Have you ever bitten your toenails?
Not flexible enough. Wonder how they taste?

31. How do you normally eat your Oreo cookie?
Don't like sweets.

33. Name something you do when you're alone that you wouldn't do in front of others?
Bathroom stuff.

34. Do you like to play with knives?
Every chance I get.

35. Favorite positon?
Cowgirl, doggy. (Hope it didn't mean football)

36. How many drinks does it take before you get drunk?
I don't drink.

37. Why are you doing this survey?
Saw it in JaiYiKendra's journal.

39. Do you scrunch or fold your toilet paper?
Scrunch

41. Do you have any strange phobias?
Garbage disposals. Seen too many movies where it turns on with someone's hand in there.

42. Have you ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?
Nope.

43. What is the stupidest thing you've ever done at a bar?
Drank the root beer. -Awful- stuff. (I don't drink, remember?)

44. Favorite food?
Well-made Tuna Casserole.

45. Have you ever called your love interest by another girl/guys name?
Nope.

46. Have you ever gotten caught sleeping while on a date?
Nope, caught her, though.

47. Have you ever played twister?
Yes, but it'd be so much more fun now. Accidental positions and such

48. Do you masturbate?
Every night.

49. Have you ever found your date's/lover's brother or sister to be hotter then your date?
It's actually happened every time.

50. How many Bryce's do you know?
Used to know one.

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Yes I know i missed 38 and 40. Feel free to add your own in!

Mostly I'm putting this up because the last one I did doesn't reflect who I am now, a month later. Neither did the one i deleted, where heartache took control.

Well, first order of business is that I've decided to start working on a new type of art... Correcting photos. I've some experience with this, and have taken a lesson or two, so if anyone would like to send me a pic or two to work on, i'd love to.
Since the 3rd or 4th of the month, i've been working on a matchmaker site called OKCupid... It's interesting enough, but so far, no one that matches, and is single. Got some fairly neat people on there, though, and one person who is stunningly beautiful, MojoTheDuck, lives somewhat nearby, though I doubt we'll ever meet. Been a few days since i heard anything from her, and I'm thinking of sending a message to start things up again. I got about.. oh, 5 minutes, at the most, of IMing her, due to her going to bed at the time... It was almost teasing.
In other news, I'm now living with some roomies, this time of -my- choice, in a nice duplex. The place is pretty huge for $800 a month, and that's split 4 ways. My sloppiness definitely drives a couple of them nuts... Wow, I'm really tired. Well, that's the update for a little while.

I really am. I've 6 hours before i have a short, easy-to-do essay for E-Commerce, along with the Exam... and I truly can't get myself to care. I've also a 3-D model of Bugs Bunny to do, and studying for Payroll accounting, both of which i think i've failed for different reasons. I just -suck- at Payroll, and the Modeling class i think i went two absences too far. In that respect, i've asked too many favors from my professor, manipulated him too much. I'm just going to take the fail, because i can't keep dodging responibility like that, especially not at the sake of a man who has become my mentor, and more importantly, my friend.
I sit here, using Internet explorer on my computer for the first time in months, because Firefox is badly bugged. Can't get it to read dA right, or my Gmail account in anything but the basic HTML view. Just thought i'd add that. I'm listening to music on my iPod, an old Nano that's scratched to hell, and has the battery going dead pretty quickly, as the Nano's and i think iPods in general, are prone to doing after so long...
I've been a lover, an angel, a best friend, someone's only friend, a college student, dealing with too much hours at Office Depot, then too few, feeling empathy for every sad story that comes my way, moving into a dorm of 6 guys including myself (three of us are furry. Go figure.), moving out in a few days to a duplex for about the same amount of money, and TONS more space, ordering a commission, then two, then thinking about a pendant to top it off, because one of my friends needs the money, and she can earn a good bit from me, and then me trying to find more commissions for her (keluswulf on dA, by the way).
I've gone from a near-genophobic (because of a years-long hernia the size of a fuckin orange, which i've been to afraid to mention, even to a doctor until recently, because of how repressed i am around my family. Always the upstanding young man, always on the road to success... Hard to live up to, but surprisingly, i'm doing pretty well in that area) to a man who's looking forward to 'gettin some' around christmas, to deciding that it's ultimately better that i stay a virgin, not for my sake, but for hers. I still want it quite a bit, but i truly want her happiness and friendship more.
I've moved out from one oppressive environment, where i pretty much hid my face in the computer, because all the other occupants did was watch TV, or remind me to occasionally get something done. Oh, it really was quite a nice life, but it's taken me a long time to become stong around my brother-in-law... I think i just built him into hte big, scary, mean asshole, which he really isn't. He's trying to be a father figure to me, and just can't deal with my free spirit, i'll do what i want to attitude. Which brings me back around to college.
As i was typing that, i realized something: I'm no longer going to college because i want to. I'm going because i'm expected to. Every time i've forgot, or just plain ignored, an assignment, my thoughts are no longer "what's that going to do to my grade?", but instead "What am i gonna tell my sister?" who is the mother figure in my life, and whose approval i have sought for so long.
I'm pretty much spilling out everything i have been telling to my soulmate for the last 3-4 months, but it's nice to get it on print. I keep expecting to find that dA has a character limit, and that i'll hit it.
As for my soulmate and I, things aren't going better then i dreamed, but better then they really should be, from my currently pessimistic view. We're 400 miles apart, talking over the phone mainly, we went a bit far over Thanksgiving, further then we planned, but nowhere near all the way. And with those happy memories in my mind, one stands out: Spooning with her, pressed up against her that first night, before we'd even -kissed-. Remembering how just a half-hour ago, i was weeping with happiness, and so many emotions i hadn't been able to keep track of them. In that one moment, everything was perfect.
Anyone who is married, or just with your S.O. tonight... Snuggle up to them, forgive anything they've done to make you mad, wrap you arms around them, and tell them you love them. Then just enjoy their smile. Just look at it, their eyes as they look back, and just be in that moment. Don't worry about the bills, the kids, the job. Just be there with them.
If you've read this far, i thank you from the bottom of my heart. I haven't found it yet, for i have taken on so many others' problems as my own and tried my damnedest to fix them, even before my own. Helping my roomate with her guy problems, or just listening when she want to tell me how last night went with her guy friend. My friend in Europe, who has had a far less busy, but equally tortuous quarter. I've been his earm his therapist, his friend for months, and somehow, i listen even when i don't think i can any more.
God has given me gifts. I can empathize with the worst, laugh with the best. I can see the humor in really any situation, except for cancer... That shit's still awful. But even in my father's death, i've found meaning, and a little humor. That will sound awful to some, but you've gotta laugh. You'll go crazy otherwise. And i directly attribute that wonderul thing called laughter to God. Only He could come up with such a thing as that. Heh, been a while since i acknowledged him so directly. I have gifts, but what i should really say is i've been given them. I haven't earned them yet, but i think i am slowly, by using them to help every person i can. I'm just finding it hard to help myself...
Well, i think i've got it out of my system... I'm not going to go back and edit this, unless it's requested by someone mentioned... Oh, and i think that the partial reason i'm so alright with just quitting college for a year or so is that a good friend of mine has, for kinda the same reasons. He did it for someone else, his mother, and it's not something that he feels is right anymore. I think i've learned what i was supposed to from UNOH. I'm never going to really be interested in 3-d modeling, at least not any time soon. And if i really want to learn it, i can learn from the book. Which is what we ended up doing anyways.
Wow this is long.... But it's all that's been inside me for the last three and a half months, building up. It's still there, and i need to do something about it.
I can't think of any right way to end this, besides a comment... My heart overflows with love for so many... So whoever you are... talk to me. I'll love you.

I've met someone, who I have ended up trusting completely, and in only one night. She'll see this, heck I might even show it to her. We talked for some 6 hours, and told each other our darkest secrets, our worst qualities, and thought no less of the other for it. And we've only really talked to each other for 2-3 weeks.
I'm perplexed by this, but on some level, I just accept it, and don't want to really analyze it, just appreciate it. And I truly do appreciate it, my friend; some things just feel so much better after you're not the only one that knows them...
I help her by keeping her on track with her midterms and such, but it doesn't seem like it's enough. I've wanted to do something for her, but I can't really think of a payment for taking a burden I've carried for years, making it seem small, and therefore lessening its weight on my shoulders. Normally, I'd tell her all this over the phone, but I've always liked this medium for personal exploration. Plus, I want some comments as I’ve gotten a lack of them lately, and this is a topic that should spark some.
Another thing that interests me is that, before I met this particular person, I continually thought of another. Every spare moment, my wandering mind would invariably return to this person, and my feelings for her, which caused me so much pain because they were not returned. Now... the person I started this Journal about is taking her place in that respect... The feelings still belong to the other, so it's not painful to think of her, it's just... nice. It's pleasant to think I have someone that I can be so open with, completely and totally open with. And I for her. There's no love involved, even though I'll admit I want there to be. Well, besides the love of one good friend for another.
A lack of judgment. That's a quality we both possess, and I think that's why we trust each other. I can tell her anything, without the fear that she'll think any worse of me for it. And I hope she knows the same applies to her.
There's no way I could possibly think of you as a low person, because I know your worst quality, your worst secret, and I still think you're a wonderful person. Someone I'm thankful to God for knowing, and thankful that you trust me so. That's something that has been very lacking in my life, and now I have it.
And so I give it.

-The Man Who Found At Last What He's Always Wanted,
Triad Draykin