Soooo. Two Fasting Sisters walk into a tiny, unused, mostly forgotten chapel, deep in the woods of New Hampshire
One sister, dressed, head-to-hooves, all in proper black.
The other Sister, dressed all in white, with a veil.
They glance at each other. They each realize instantly, the “sham” of,
“I have this eating disorder under control.”
The witch says to the nun, “I can sooo. totally. out-starve you”.
The Sister, (unphased), says, “This isn’t about any competition.”
The witch, “uhuh”. “obvs”.
The Sister, “This is a deeply spiritual decision.”
the witch, “Sister, there is nothing “holy”, about what I am doing.”
The Sister, (unperturbed), “It’s hard. to explain. to someone. You know. Like you.”
The Sister, (continuing), “I think we should agree that we both have valid, if different, reasons.”
The Sister, “Witch?”
The Sister, “You. Vanished.” (looking around the chapel)
The Sister, “Are you a ghost?”
A long quiet space.
The Nun, hears a tiny whisper inside her head…familiar..
“Now you’re getting it, sssister.”
The Nun, (struggling not to smile), closes her eyes, and whispers, “wicked”.
reprinted on this blog for the first time, with permission from Spinster
are you are flirting with the radfems, again?
I beg your pardon, Spinster, it was you, who said I could post this, from your erotica blog. umm?
lol you got me. ur so clever. srsly welcome back. you were misssed by, maybe hundreds, definitely some TRAs hoping this blog would stay buried on Mars. but….i got plans
no matter what u do. i will never say your name aloud
you know that
i’ve started another fast. i always, fast when you read my stuff. u know i wanted to give you that video, since 2011
i found in my media files. 100s of images. i totes forgot i took. half are screenshots of the things people said to you. wow. i forgot i was looking after so you closely.
if you look at the glossy reflection..its me taking the shot with the samsung i got in july 2014. my first ever smartfone, which i still have
wellll i started my collection of her books again with repurchasing wickedary. i just missed her writing so much. i lost 100s and 100s of books that my ex told his divorce attorney, who told me, that he threw out in the trash.
including almost everything Anne Rice and Anne Macaffrey authored, full JRR Tolkien, Asimov, Heinlein, Piers Anthony.
he sent me only my “yoga” books and some yoga books.
kept 100s of sci-fi and fantasy books because my collection was 150% bigger than his, so he made his collection quite big, adding mine, because no scifi fan, like him, takes vintage scifi from the 70s, and throws it on the street, without first, trying to sell it so someone who might like all those books, like me….
but ofc, playing the attorney game, i could not convince his attorney basic fucking logic about what the likelihood a scifi nerd like the Ex, would toss vintage scifi to the trash, or keep it or just sell it back to me, or to someone else.
he was paid by the Ex, so he was paid to not perform easy logic in front of me.
tl;dr. he tossed everything by Jeffreys, Raymond and Daly
that you do not have convince me of twice…
those books, along with my blog made his eyeballs loopydoop
omg. my aunt, gave me, my first Anne McCaffrey book, “Dragonsinger” when i was like, 12 or 13 or something.
later, i obtained or was gifted or bought the rest of her books.
well.
sometime in the early 2000s, during the days of The Biz, one of my clients, ran a srs construction and remodeling company. and either before or after the services rendered, one of our appointments, he just let slip, that he personally, had taken his guys and remodeled Anne MacCaffrey’s Ireland home’s kitchen and some other things.
wow. he had the Gaelic lilt in his voice. that’s hot for a guy.
yeaaaahhh. i don’t think you are az subtle as you think you are with this not-flirting flirting you are doing here.
thank you for the upgradez ssssister
here, i was being soooo polite not scanning everyone and everything, enjoying the bridge building game
until connecticut jane doe
and WHO brought that to my attention
and WHO ELSE! was carrying that story
awwww lets all bring Anna back to the GLBTIQBBQWTF
a few apologises to Serano, Mock, Williams, and 10-12 gay male tribunal/forum/gangbang, and a chat with Other MacCain
and ill be back in biz, queen TRA, super try hard baby rad fem Advocate, all dolled up in my Serengeti Rape Clothing to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mock and go on record saying people like FOOT FETSIH DADDY LANE TAYLOR is OK in my locker room, or her locker room
oh, and ill get along with Zagria
and flirt more with calpie, but, Andrea, attached zirself to Calpie
oh and! ill have to “square up” with the brit tras, too
so, ill have to splain and nonapology apology to Sarah FKN Brown, and Andrea, make some kind of statement about Anne Lawrence, literally spend all day putting out this trans fire or that dumpster inferno
shake hands with zoey tur, and fawn over Jazz
and…submit to Marci Bowers as my boss, and let Cristin be the Global Advocate without an election
and have Ellen make fun of me
wow. way to not get it
at all.
i am azazzazzazzazzzzzazzzzl retards