Thursday, February 26, 2015

Oh Yes

I feel as if I should write something tonight.

I had to delete last night's post because it was inappropriate and biased. Not what I want to be.

But all I can think of to write is that I'm very grateful to my friends, and my followers, and my supporters. Your kind and thoughtful words mean more to me than I can express .

And those of you who choose to play games with me...I don't need you.

I will never fall for your lies.

I promise, my friends, that I will get back to writing about food and movies and being a mom and squirrels and whatnot.

As soon as I can shed the naysayers and the people who pretend they love me (but don't).

It will be soon. I promise.

Thank you, my friends.

Fuck you, the rest of you.

If you don't know which you are, just ask me. I'll let you know.

Oh yes.


  1. No matter what, we still love you. Unless you decide to write with poop. Then we'll love you, but from a distance ;)

  2. You know we have your back! :) <3 Don't think Smee and I won't take a sucker on.

  3. We will always love and support you no matter what decisions you make. Do what you feel is best for you, and take any amount of time you need. Love you, Chuck!

  4. I haven't seen any naysayers around, or game players come to that, but the few of us who continue to plague your existence by reading and loving your writing (and *you*, you tapir) will continue to do so. Got that clear?

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