In preparation for having to sleep in the same room with my youngest tonight, I’ve had maybe two hours of sleep since yesterday morning at… umm… 8. Yeah. So, apologies if this gets all rambling and weird, because I’m just not functioning all that well at this point.
And yay for the upcoming driving in the city, too. Blech.
Anyway, last week was turn offs, this week is – three turn ons. Again, rather than heading down the obvious path, I’ll follow several.
3) Biggest turn on in slush-reading: What gets …

I love being a small business owner… really.
Paypal has at some point started taking larger chunks for their percentages than I had worked into my business plan. In fact, over the course of the royalty payouts, it turns out it’s easier financially on Belfire to actually use the bank account and checks. But then…
I went in to the PO today to pick up 21 xpresspost envelopes, the size and price I remember getting for some other documents last fall. But then…
Guess what? Discon-freaking-tinued. Only one size remains, and that …

Four turn offs.
That’s a big subject, because the turn offs could be from several different areas… not just the one that everyone’s dirty mind goes to right away. That’s right. I know you’re all here in the gutter with me, I can tell. It’s getting damn crowded.
I’m going to list the number one from every aspect I can think of, just to cover everyone’s tastes, and keep myself from going too far into the TMI zone.
4) Biggest Turn Off in any and all slush (reading): first or omniscient-to-first person, …

Rant on…

I’m not a follower-collector. I don’t care if people follow me or not. Of course I like it, it makes me happy to think there are people out there that want to see whatever dribbles out the end of my fingers… (typing, not the blood and ooze). Having followers is a bonus. Not a requirement.
It’s like, every day I get 360 (or so) gifts from an equal number of people. That kind of bonus.
At one time I did auto-follow, for certain challenges and the like, but I found …

Was it only one post ago that I lamented how quickly the time is passing, and how soon the girls would be moving out?
Scratch that. 18 months is not coming fast enough. I am really, dreadfully sick to death of the constant bickering and sniping. Rhia can’t open her mouth without Care jumping all over her, and vice versa, and gods forbid anyone ask anyone else for something, because the world will come to a bloody damn end.
If for just one day, we could work together instead of constantly …