Hi Darling Ones, I have been out of sorts lately in ways unrelated from all death and accompanying grief. There’s just been this low-level air of dissatisfaction and crankiness lurking about the place. My fart…
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300 Phallic-Shaped Safety Pins & The Burning Fury
So, Darling Ones, I had a tiny rage meltdown today. When I checked the mail this afternoon there was the usual printed spam, the electric bill, a package containing 300 teeny, tiny phallic-looking stitch markers,…
Emotional Support Cookies
Dear Darling Ones, Something I forgot to mention in all my whininess yesterday is how very okay I am with being single and alone. I’m pretty self-sufficient. I can pay my bills, feed myself, pleasure…
Talking to the Taxman about Blogging
Hi Darling Ones, I’m not sure if it’s a generational thing or it’s a jodirational thing, but every time I think about my taxes Uncle Pennybags from Monopoly pops into my head and narrates all…
Planned Down Time
Hello Darling Ones, At some point tomorrow, my web host is moving the server to a new place. They’re picking that machine up, buckling it into a booster seat, and carefully driving it to its…