02.04.06

It's been a coon's age, hasn't it?

Fear not! (Or do...depending.) I will have my internet connection by February 9th. Ooooo, my fingers are itching.

More chills! More spills! More seething mundanities from moi.

Read about the largo mocha latte fuck you! More waking before the crack of dawn! Upcoming Bad Poetry Nite, v.2.0. (I'm writing something entitled, "Vulva Doom")

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