Rambling Updates of Pop Tarts in Butter
7 years ago
There is no gift more precious or rare in this world than true love. Treasure those who share it with you.
Because if you're not eating your pop tarts with butter on them, trust me, you're not really living. Not just yet. *sips her drink*
Ah! Just wanted to provide a bit of a heads-up as I realize it's been quite a jot since we've really had any communication, lovely watcher-type people and lurkers... new faces in the bushes and the hateful re-posters, may Baphomet bless your bottoms, the lot of you...
Sorry for being out of touch for a couple weeks there. It's been quite a time. An experiment in social media has re-affirmed my earlier opinions regarding the concept. *sighs, chuckling and sips her drink again* However, many other opinions on... err... "popular media" have been reconsidered of late. Another discussion for another page, methinks. Hat-hat...
November tends to be a VERY difficult month for me on a personal level. I apologize for this in advance if my work becomes depressing or somewhat antagonistic. Those who've known me long enough will understand why, those who don't will likely be finding out. It's an issue I'll be touching on in a story I'll be posting up, probably tomorrow afternoon. Like most everything I do, it's a "meta-narrative", based in fact.
I should apologize to those whom I owe work to. I'll get into the specifics on that in greater depth in another journal this weekend but for now, let's just leave it at... *itches at her nose in thought* Erm... "Sorry?" "Oops?" ... I know the kids like to say "My Bad" but I've always felt that to be a rather poor miscommunication of accountability and intention. Regardless, this is a point I will be addressing posthaste in this coming month. I owe it to those of you who are pretty decent folk- which of course I know that my watchers are the best out there, sexy, glamorous furry-folke with glorious bodily fluids worthy of a "Five Nights At Fuck-Me" pizza party, most assuredly.
In case you're wondering, yes, I am aware of the Netflix lawsuit issue and yes, I do fully support The Temple's position in the matter. If you wish to discuss specifics further than that feel free to note me or whatnot. It's all good in this hood, sexy beasties.
Thank you, as always, to those of you whom have supported the work which I do here. I've never asked for favourites or likes or thumbs-ups, what-have-you but it's always a big bucket of warm fuzzy love to see that the things I create, give life to, make someone out there a bit more happy- or maybe less alone. Touching people like you is why I do what I do. It truly is.
That and ... well... *blushes a bit*
Sanita_Squirrel You've been a tremendous wellspring of inspiration for me in the comparatively short time we've shared thus far, darling. *rubs her neck* I can't say I ever saw this coming in my life but *head tilts, tearing over* What we've shared- I don't have words for.
In short- You make me want to be a better person. Not just for Edgar Vincent but for us- for you. Thank you, darling.
As always, love yourselves and then try to love each other. This is the world. There is no other. Make it count.
Ave Satanas, you beautiful bastards.
Ah! Just wanted to provide a bit of a heads-up as I realize it's been quite a jot since we've really had any communication, lovely watcher-type people and lurkers... new faces in the bushes and the hateful re-posters, may Baphomet bless your bottoms, the lot of you...
Sorry for being out of touch for a couple weeks there. It's been quite a time. An experiment in social media has re-affirmed my earlier opinions regarding the concept. *sighs, chuckling and sips her drink again* However, many other opinions on... err... "popular media" have been reconsidered of late. Another discussion for another page, methinks. Hat-hat...
November tends to be a VERY difficult month for me on a personal level. I apologize for this in advance if my work becomes depressing or somewhat antagonistic. Those who've known me long enough will understand why, those who don't will likely be finding out. It's an issue I'll be touching on in a story I'll be posting up, probably tomorrow afternoon. Like most everything I do, it's a "meta-narrative", based in fact.
I should apologize to those whom I owe work to. I'll get into the specifics on that in greater depth in another journal this weekend but for now, let's just leave it at... *itches at her nose in thought* Erm... "Sorry?" "Oops?" ... I know the kids like to say "My Bad" but I've always felt that to be a rather poor miscommunication of accountability and intention. Regardless, this is a point I will be addressing posthaste in this coming month. I owe it to those of you who are pretty decent folk- which of course I know that my watchers are the best out there, sexy, glamorous furry-folke with glorious bodily fluids worthy of a "Five Nights At Fuck-Me" pizza party, most assuredly.
In case you're wondering, yes, I am aware of the Netflix lawsuit issue and yes, I do fully support The Temple's position in the matter. If you wish to discuss specifics further than that feel free to note me or whatnot. It's all good in this hood, sexy beasties.
Thank you, as always, to those of you whom have supported the work which I do here. I've never asked for favourites or likes or thumbs-ups, what-have-you but it's always a big bucket of warm fuzzy love to see that the things I create, give life to, make someone out there a bit more happy- or maybe less alone. Touching people like you is why I do what I do. It truly is.
That and ... well... *blushes a bit*

In short- You make me want to be a better person. Not just for Edgar Vincent but for us- for you. Thank you, darling.
As always, love yourselves and then try to love each other. This is the world. There is no other. Make it count.
Ave Satanas, you beautiful bastards.
Good movie, if you like the whoosh-kapow, head-punchy-splat goodness... *smiles*
Aye, glad to hear you're alive and well!