The intention of this forthcoming journal has a dual function: the self-indulgent pleasure of seeing my varied array of words on a brightly colored screen, and advertising a wondrous lady's hastily ending auction.

You see , this lovely woman with the humorous title  westiebetch , is keen on getting rid of one of those furry husks you all seem to savor...what were they called? Fursuits. This one in particular is a sabretooth feline, named Saskia, whom I've had the pleasure in exchanging pleasantries and drunken escapades with in the past.

Here is the convenient little link to view and hopefully bid on said suit.


http://www.furbid.ws/cgi-bin/auctio.....item=232355795

Less than a day left to toss your monetary lot in for this priceless bauble, made with sincere care and meticulous detail. The aforementioned madame needs the money quite severely, so if you cannot afford it, send the link to someone who might be able to.

If I know anything about money, it's always convenient to have a little more, regardless of your fortune.

That's all, mates. Return to..doing whatever sinful endeavors you particpiate in behind your respective screens. You think I don't know? I do. I see everything.

For the record, your furniture looks fantastic from the lawn.

~Capt. Jack Sparrow