I have a feeling some people are hounding my blog waiting for the juciest of scandals to hit and then be off with their itchy fingers and lips, punching keyboards and dialing phones frantically to contact my mommy dearest to tell her what her despicable daughter has been up to lately and to question her if she knows what her kids are up to. And of course, inevitably land me neck-deep in piss, shit, blood, phlegm.

That feeling is most probably very accurate. You bloody kay-pohs. And no I'm not changing my blog link cos of you bunch. *defiant hiss*

I should do fetish modelling fo' real. I love it, I relate to it.

Thank you Supermodel.com . That email made my day. :)

And I'll THINK about sharing the juicy bits.