Treasures of Wonderland

Obsession

My obsession burns strong and grows with more admiration everyday. How could one story amaze so many in a way that it created a following. So many artists capturing her beauty, her innocence as it appeared in there minds eye, The first time that they heard this wonderful tale. I know the story created a dream within my mind a place where animals could talk and be just like people. I strongly believe that without such amazing influences as this and many other wonderous fables I would not be who i am today. It lead me to wonder...... wonder in Wonderland...............i've been collecting memrobilia and trinkets for years some small some big but if it has anything to do with Wonderland it has to be mine..........i'm still looking for the perfect teapot for all those unbirthday partys that occur throughout the year till we meet again enjoy your travels down the rabbithole...............

Master is my name, Success is the game

It's been too long a wait for me to return to regale all you faithful readers out there, whoever you may or may not be, with my sordid, strange, and sometimes morbidly erotic rantings. Alas, I am here and you must wait no longer.

First off I must give honorable mention and hang my head in sorrow for the disappearance of the much loved and sought after Zombieslayer. Duty has squeezed the room out of his life for entertaining and informing his many fans about all kinds of fantastic, important and sometimes fucked-up topics, not even left enough space for a dirty joke or two.. but I have faith that one day, when we need him the most, the Zombieslayer will return to us.

In other news, I am on the fast track to ultimate girlie glory. Now don't make the mistake of equating fast track with easy road, because this journey has been ANYTHING but easy. It has taken up so much of my own sweet time that I too have found it difficult to get in some writing time, and we all know what a shame that is. I have worked harder for the success I am on the verge of enjoying then almost anything else in my life. In fact the only thing I can compare it to is labor, and that was over in 28 hours.. whereas this labor has been going on for just short of 60 days. I am about ready to destroy something, or else go on a sexual rampage that may or may not find completion in this millennium. In two days time my efforts will reach fruition and I am going to proceed directly to the nearest dance club wherein I will sweat off at least 10 pounds that I could use to hang on to. A girls got to do what a girls got to do.

In another bit of what's what, I am going to shout out to a very yummy bit o' desert, who knows who they are, and leave you a big wet groping kiss. Now, on with the show... the roommates have once again turned over, I think that makes 8 in the last year, that has GOT to be a record somewhere, and I can only say that with each turn, it just gets better and better. The only way this could be even greater is if this house was my kingdom (which of course it IS), and all the folks who come through were my harem. Then life would pretty much be 'practically perfect in every way'!