restlessfox

ok now i'm curious, that happens to be my birthday and since i am a babyfur i just have to see these pics, anyone have a link?

ok i'm impressed. congrats on your new comp i built my own comp a few months back and this is my build: x ciclo cooler master case (full atx tower with 5 fans) intel core 2 quad 3 gig processor 3 2 gig reaper ocz 2 gig sticks of ram (they have heat displacement pipes to disperse the heat from overclocking your ram. apower 850 watt ak series power supply 2 1 tb seagate sata hdd's asus p5q3 deluxe motherboard (built in 5.1 surround sound card and onboard operating system incase windows crashes) 23" samsung sync master 2343bwx widescreen monitor i installed 64 bit windows vista before i set up the raid so i haven't put my second harddrive to good use yet because they have to be formatted for it which will erase my data, as soon as i can afford it i'll be getting a external harddrive to make an image of my drive then get raid going. the whole system cost about $1,200 but i overdrafted my account for $400 before i could get the rest of the goodies i was drooling over so i had to go with the processor's stock cooling fan which does a decent job (the hottest i've seen it run at a full load was 48* celcius) and a friend gave me one of his old graphics cards which isn't too good so that's bringing my windows score down to 4.4. unfortunately the lack of decent cooling has prevented me from overclocking it, not a big deal because it almost never lags unless i'm playing a next gen game. the only game that i've had to play on the min graphics settings is dragon age: origins, the higher settings make it skip a few frames which is slightly annoying but it still looks good in low detail. if you're anything like me building your own comp was insanely fun and gave you an excuse to let your repressed inner geek play. i hope you had fun

i feel naked without my zippo. sometimes i leave it at home so i can feel like i'm streaking without worrying about creepy old guys staring at my junk.

the last thing you'd want is a slippery pole.... wow that sounds so wrong

this seems like a grass is greener situation to me, programming sounds like your dream job and while it does have some potential to be a good career you gotta do some research into it if you're going to abandon your current path for it. my advice is act like you've just graduated with a masters in computer programming and you're fluent in several computer languages and everything's perfectly on course, look for your dream job, spend atleast 3 days job hunting with your spare time and call up the company you want to work for and tell them your situation and ask if they'll give you a tour. (hopefully within driving distance or this won't work to well) tell them you're in school to be a doctor but your heart's not into it and the company of the person you're talking to you seems like your dream career (that'll boost his ego and make him very cooperative) tell him you're thinking of changing your major to whatever you'll need to thrive there and ask him if he's willing to schedule a tour for you with someone that works there. don't worry about if they've got a now hiring sign out right now or not, there'll be plenty of time for that later. not sure who you'd have to talk to for this but oh well, you're more ambitious than i am by far so you'll figure it out. if you like what you see and want to work towards it then you'll be free to change classes without even a second thought or even a hint of doubt. in my oppinion it's better to be middle class when you're 80 and happy about your life and choices than upper class and bitter. that said taking a semester off to find the right path seems totally reasonable to me, don't treat it like a vacation though, put some serious effort into it and try to make the best of it. do some soul searching and don't limit yourself to what's on the classes at your school, think hard about what you would enjoy doing for the rest of your life for an income and if it's reasonably likely to pay off. good luck and i hope you find your passion.

last sunday my church had a guest pastor, during his sermon he sang about 3 songs with some music videos going on the projectors that he made himself. it took all the self restraint i had to not whip out my zippo and wave it over my head like it was a greatful dead concert. i can't stop thinking about it for some reason, like if i had done it would it have boosted the pastor's ego or made him self concious (he's gonna start his own church soon with the same preeching style) would i have given him extra fuel for his works or embarassed him bad enough to make him decide not to start the church right then and there. also i can't help but wonder if it was just my semi dormant sense of mischief that gave me the idea in the first place or what. why is it i dwell on the most seemingly insignificant decisions and just trust the important things to work out in the end?

i found a way around that problem and add a bit more absorbency in the process, the answer: baby diapers. just wrap one around your "little fox" and he can stand upright as much as he wants. when you do wet it comes out of both the leg holes and the top so no matter how fast the stream is it's got multiple outlets so it's more evenly distributed in your actual diaper so less leaks over all even when it relaxes. plus the sensation is pretty enjoyable. i have no idea what size the ones i use are but you probably want a pack smaller than size 4, you don't have to be padded to the base just enough for it to stay on. i prefer velcro clothlike covered for this purpose because the plastic backed get kinda sweaty. this is best with diapers with a high waistline for obvious reasons. start with wrapping the side without tapes around first then try to tape 1 side of the tapes to one of the tabs so it stays on better then just put the last tape wrapped around the outside, it's best to keep it somewhat loose. they're great as soakers cause you should only have to loosen 1 or 2 tapes to change it or you could just reach in and pull it off without untaping your outer diaper.

usually i just wear boxers on an average day nowadays, but i'd wear diapers 24/7 if i could afford em. oddly enough both the american english and brittish english interpretation of the question fit when i wear diapers, because i like to wear boxers over them to reduce the crinkle, and because it's rarely worth a second glance nowadays to see boxers over the rim of someone my age's pants but it's a different story if someone catches a peek of my diaper.

welcome back dp i know i'm not on as often as i should be and i missed the drama you're referring to but i know how quickly and seriously drama can come between people (i've been moderating kongregate.com for over a year) yeah there's always gonna be people who don't care about what they're saying or who it affects, it's the internet. this community needs more people like you, friendly, well spoken, slow to react, quick to help, and can actually see that what you write can affect people for better or for worse. (too many people just see pixels on a screen and forget they're talking to actual people with feelings) i was there when you were actively posting pretty frequently and even though we haven't talked much i can tell you're a good person. the best advice that comes to mind right now is when you do come across someone that's lying to try to get attention that's exactly what they need, so instead of picking apart their posts and causing more bickering than the view we should invite them to chat and make them feel like a part of the community that doesn't need to lie to feel accepted. by the way reading your post has made me realize just what i'm missing, and i really do miss this site and all my friends here (hugs) so consider this my comeback too i promise to become active again and i hope to talk to you all soon. if i don't feel free to tell mooglelove to give me a boot to the head

well, i'm turning 21 in 2 minutes and i've decided to keep the tradition i started a few years back alive, i'll be diapered all day, well as close as i can. i just like the symbology of it, another year older and i'm wearing the same thing i was right after i was born i just hope they can hold up to the day's celebrations cause i'll be drinking with people that have no idea that i wear.

around here i wouldn't be suprised if it was the 12th one in his arsenal lucky for me ammo is nearly impossible to find. maybe that's why i have almost zero energy all the time but i've heard bad things about laxative/stool softener dependancy but maybe there's some designed to be taken for long periods with little risk, anyone know of any like that?

wow thanks so much for the link i loved it. i've never given the show a second glance but that speech was too hardcore to not change my views on it. they just got 1 more viewer. personally i wish it does become mainstream, my mindset is i'll be who i am even if it's abnormal, if it becomes normal, great. besides, the more mainstream it gets the more likely it'll be when i am ready to get married i'll find someone who accepts that part of me too, which is a nice thought. i hope to see more shows introduce it like this instead of the usual quagmire in family guy type way.

this might be a little gross for my first post in a while but my roommate said i just have to reply lol first off probably tmi but i dont poo that much, usually about once a week or twice on a good week. anyway i was bored one day and we had just bought some castor oil and mineral oil a few days prior, i didnt really mind the taste so i took a big gulp, waited about 20 minutes and nothing happened, keep in mind i had just taped a fresh abena on pretty tight and i was feeling cocky. so when nothing happened i took another few gulps and the bottle was well over half gone. i went into the sun room, had a smoke, wasted my time with some bubble wrap and waited patiently. eventually it started working, a little came out and i was a bit disappointed so i had another smoke and waited a little longer... then the fun started. i was somewhat forcing it at first but quickly found out i didn't need to, it was like i was sick with super bad diarrhea only i didn't feel sick and it was more... lubricated. it came out in what felt like little amounts between my sphincter naturally closing out of reflex and cutting them off. at this point i had assumed a position where my diaper was hanging off the couch and i was supporting myself with just my arms and legs with my back facing the ground. i quickly realized the diaper was well past capacity and if i stood up it would most likely drip down my leg and i didn't want to ruin my carpets. at the time the only accesible bathroom was upstairs and i knew i couldn't make it. so there i was, crap (unintentional typo lol but too priceless to delete, should be crab walking) walking from the sun room, through the living room and den and eventually made my way to the kitchen where i thought a little runoff would be easily manageable due to the protected floor and abundance of paper towels. it was safe to stand up right? wrong. when i stood up i got the little bit of runoff down my leg i expected but it was still coming and filling a diaper so far past capacity i actually felt sorry for it. i was standing in a little hallway with the same flooring as the kitchen with the fridge ahead of me, the basement door to the left and the dining room to my right. again, i knew getting to the bathroom was a lost cause but this time the little streams of foulness running down my legs proved it so i figured it was a lost cause to try to hold it in so i just let loose... big mistake. at that pint the streams turned into a haggard double fountain. i actually had waterfalls of the entire week's meals flowing out of my diaper. it almost seemed like slow motion when they hit the floor. at first they just made a little splatter, getting on the trim at the base of the walls and making a large puddle on the ground... unfortunately that wasn't the end of it. another violent colon spasm occurred and i was awash in a sea of poo. they hit the ground so violently that the splatter made it atleast 4 feet up the wall covering parts of the wall, the fridge, and the basement door. the runoff from the puddle actually started seeping under the basement door and into the dining room. that's when i heard my name from up stairs with nearly perfect timing. (for those who don't know mooglelove from this site is my roommate) the convo went like this: "dex?" "yeah?" "where are you" "umm... down in the kitchen" "what do you want to have for dinner?" (i heard footsteps on the stairs at this pint) "i don't know... just dont come down" "why not?" "umm... you don't want to know" (more footsteps) "i've gotta see this" as soon as she got down the stairs and turned the corner the whole scene caught her eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to be on screen doors. there i was in all my glory, quite literally standing in a massive puddle of my own filth. the initial look on her face was absolutely priceless, it was a mixture of shock, amazement, disgust, with a light sprinkling of oh god... the horror. that quickly gave way to uncontrollable violent laughter. i quickly decided to just roll with it and take the spectacle a step further and out came several gems like oh god... there's poo everywhere! it's on the walls! oh god... it's even on the fridge! between the laughter a few words managed to form "sorry, i don't mean to laugh, it's just..." all i could say is i don't blame you, i would too. eventually the shock wore off and the reality of how the hell are we gonna clean all this up sank in. keep in mind i had just bought this house and despite how bad it was i didn't want to make it worse by leaving a trail of footprints behind me that could gag a hippo. so moogs had the unfortunate job of getting the paper towels and leaning over the condensed sea of stank to hand them to me. so about half an hour later i had filled a trash bag with what should've made the garbage men hire a professional assasin to take me out and took the most satisfying shower of my life. this event has simply been referred to as "the castor oil incident"

im glad to hear it went well for you too it's things like this that prove to me the world is getting more tolerant of people and that just gives me a big smile. congrats on unburdening yourself! i bet you're a lot happier now that you don't have to worry about being caught at home. i'm impressed you made the first step too, too many ab's usually get caught before they fess up maybe you should eat breakfast while padded bonus points if you make her laugh so hard she spits out food

<- also has to go with robinhood, a full bladder really hurts accuracy with a bow so a true master bowman would be padded