I drink a lot of coffee, ride a motorcycle, have an 18 year old son and a decade long relationship that began in a chat room.
I like words and the color pink and am vain about my hair.
I think sarcasm is overdone and often poorly done -- and that you should only use it if you realize the very definition of sarcasm labels the user as mean. Witty, but mean.
I am not safe for work nor politically correct and I don't really care. I curse a lot. I am not “a sex blogger”, “sex positive”, “a feminist”, a “brand” or any of the other bandwagon buzzwords you see out there.
I work for an adult product retailer but this is my personal blog. As such, anything I write here – or in any of my personal spaces – is personal and does not reflect the opinions of my employers, my family or my friends.
No apologies.
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