new post at

with jennifer lopez on the happy birth of her darling twins, Beula and Floyd.

Notice how I kept that clean? With the twenty one nonsense? Because twenty-one is the latest drinking age among my readers and so I made sure I was not going to corrupt anyone. By accident or whatnot. No corruption here. All innocent and good.

underage drinking is bad

See?

Not that I’ve been drinking. Hardly that. I’ve got something living in my digtestive system. An unwanted guest. A guest I could likey Google but that’s like when you see a picture of a bed bug. Bed bugs are harmless in actual pixels but when you magnify those little motherfuckers (oops, G rated no more) everyone is all STERILIZE MY HOUSE! GET ME A THOUSAND HEPA FILTERS, PRONTO! BURN MY MATRESS!

Basically, I do not need a visual of the digestive intruder currently intruding on my digestion. If you’ve got one, keep it to yourself.

(blarch)

The kids have been vomiting since, what? I don’t know, really. It’s a blur. I haven’t slept since it all began. Might have been twenty oh two. March. I think.

My least favorite thing about barfing is this: when it comes so fast that it flies up your sinuses and it feels like your head has been filled with acid. Yay, that.

And still, managed to eke out a new post at interskew.com. I make someone cry. It’s funny.

Many of you will remember that I started a new site this past summer but have had not time to work on it. A sister in need and a life generally full to overflowing with responsibility have kept me from giving it the attention intended. I am finally back in action there and invite you to check out the latest post at…

interskew.com

thanks!

suffering. aching. unwell. must lay down. am zick. realrealzick.

(insert more interesting content here)

in other news not involving the speed of light generation of thick mucus in my body, i plan to restart interskew.com next week. angelina jolie is on deck. gents may safely assume there will be near of not totally naked photographs involved.