You're right - you are not alone.
I'm sure there is one other person reading this blog who also cares.
Excellent. I aim to bore you shitless.
I will write something about fisting soon, I promise.
Aaah...fisting...finally!
There ought to be a "suggestion box" of some sorts on here wherein "fisting" would be the first request.
I actually quite like the deterioration of Maccers into a cultural critic. I'm quite sure that soon she'll be hired up by a legitimate publication like her friends and more or less stop blogging except to praise the employees of large corportations who do her personal favors.
That sounds snarky but it wasn't meant to. I think the commentary on dance is better than the "oh god, I'm so fit that I threw up in the gym five times this week" stuff.
By the way, how's that going?
Very well actually, thanks.
Thanks also for the kind words but I seriously doubt I shall ever be writing for any publication full time since none of them could ever pay more than I get now for helping rich industrialists smash the skulls of starving babies in the third world with hammers.
Love the writing. Hate dance.
See, one other person enjoyed it.
And that's all that matters.
You could make millions, baby. Just make sure your work appeals to the lowest common denominator.
Hey, where do I sign up for that skull-smashing job? I'd like a little excitement in my day.
Actually, though I don't know of any skull-smashing places, I do know of several in the city that cater to whips and canes.
Somehow I get the impression that Maccers would feel right at home there...
Dear Ms M.
You are uncommonly cheery and unembittered for a lawyer. May I ask: What's your secret?
Thanking you in advance.
LaD
oh I got out of private practice in 1998.
Sexually harassing 22 year intern cuties also helps dramatically.
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