I just responded to an email from *July*. Bear that in mind when waiting eternally for me to answer asks… it’s not you, it’s me.

Where did you go? :(

I’m struggling right now. Anxiety has been a constant in my life since childhood, but in recent months, it has given birth to a monstrous depression that drools apathy, devours creativity, and shits isolation.

I’m tryin’. Best I got at the moment.

Hey, you little shits…!

Without noticing, I passed 10,000 followers a couple weeks ago. You’re welcome.

Al Swearengen is in, and Mr. Blonde is out.

Surprise!

Due to the unexpected, 4AM debut of a kidney stone, and a subsequent trip to the ER, I now know how it feels to be catheterized.

In related news, I can conclusively state with absolute certainty that I am not a masochist.… Read the rest “Surprise!”

I’m at 9,000 followers. Not bad, for a blog that’s as much a psychological and literary experiment as it is a porn dump.

To my fangirls: I don’t write you back as often as I should; I know this. But it doesn’t mean you don’t matter.… Read the rest “”

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays, You Little Freaks!

I hope Santa touched you inappropriately in the night and gobbled up your cookies.

Dear Minors

Use your common sense, ladies. You know you shouldn’t be following me.

You’re adorable, I appreciate your enthusiasm, and I hope you find an age-appropriate writer to follow who will lead you through an age-appropriate exploration of your sexuality. I wish you nothing but the best.… Read the rest “Dear Minors”

I’m still here. Stay tuned.

Life issues have reared their heads, so I may be even slower to respond than usual for a few days.