So July was a bad month for me, technically speaking.
I mean birthday and all, so presents and booze and loveliness which is awesome (and thank you all for the good wishes :)).
But wow, technically: Bad month.
Those of you who are very observant may have noticed some oddness on my blog for a couple of weeks in July. My web host’s server was hacked.
The first indication I had that something was wrong was that my admin password didn’t work. When I finally clicked ‘reset password’, I got an email that included an admin username which I … Continue Reading “Techno-badness & femdom”
I haven’t done one of these for EVAARRR.
Snippets of things I’ve said, no context, for when my brain isn’t firing up enough to write anything of substance.
Am I sitting on your dick right now? Then no, I don’t care.
If dominance doesn’t mean ‘getting the kind of sex I want’ I wouldn’t bother. I can do ‘getting the kind of sex men like and approve of within the very narrow confines of their expectations’ in the vanilla world.
I seriously have to point out how I linked ‘arsehole’ and ‘taint’ there…
If you just want to receive pleasure
… Continue Reading “Shit Ferns Says #13”
This is a ‘how to get rid of a Twitter shadowban’ public service announcement for anyone whose Twitter account has been shadowbanned long term.
I posted about my Twitter shadowban (what it is, how it works, and the wider issue for adult content creators on social media platforms), way back in October last year. My account was shadowbanned before that and had been shadowbanned ever since.
After trying everything anyone threw at me as worth trying, I finally gave up on that account as terminally shadowbanned and started over with a new Twitter account. Ugh.
Yesterday the Twitter shadowban on … Continue Reading “PSA: How I beat the Twitter shadowban”
I had Vietnamese pho today for lunch. And wine.
Enviously watching Vietnamese women elegantly eating the soup with chopsticks and a spoon while animatedly arguing about something.
I eat it western-style, like a pasta dish and with a fork. Still it splatters everywhere. And there was wine. Which always makes me want more wine.
Now I am settled on the couch with the vague hint of chilli and cinnamon on my breath.
Terminally tired. From what I don’t know.
I have things to do. THINGS.
I’m feeling a little melancholy if I allow it. Which I don’t, for the most … Continue Reading “A little drunk”
I thought I’d post an update on what’s been going on with me. Mundane superficial updates totally count as quality blog posts, right? Of course they do!
… Continue Reading “General stuff and nonsense”
I feel brittle.
I don’t know why exactly. Well I guess I know why, I just don’t want to say so.
Not just brittle, but spiky. Edgy. Fragile. Irritated and impatient.
I’m busy being busy. Doing all the things, and doing nothing, making noise for myself, distracting myself from whatever is going on.
It works for the most part.
But I am caught in a quiet moment right now. Can’t concentrate enough to talk myself out of the quiet.
I will, though. In a moment. I can’t rest here, if I stop I am vaguely worried that I won’t … Continue Reading “Brittle”
The move went smoothly, my new place was clear of mess and liveable by the end of the first day (a promise I made to myself because clutter stresses me out and I did NOT want to wake up to stacks of boxes everywhere the following morning).
Though by ‘liveable’ I don’t mean that everything was all done and dusted. I’m not magic!
I mean that I had Carl (my coffee machine) ready to go for the morning (along with coffee, mug, milk, sugar: priority 1!), the kitchen was unpacked, the fridge had food in it, the living and dining … Continue Reading “Settling in”