Your Neighborhood Professional Deviant

The internet has emboldened some serious asshats. Now, they have the Anonymity Backbone to email/post/IM/PM random women and ask the age old question... "Wanna fuck?" And the resounding "no!" that is generated by millions of women across the globe? I believe that energy is harnessed and used to keep the interwebs going. No, really. So this post us dedicated to all ya'll dudes that think it's clever to ask us chicks such a STUPID question. You wanna fuck? Ok lemme tell ya when that's gonna happen! We're gonna fuck: When My vagina detaches itself from My body, becoming sentient, and decides it has a thing for creepy random dudes. When I give up on the rational fear of STDs. Rational fear never matches My favorite shoes anyway. When My only other options for intercourse partners are the weird homeless dude that looks like Einstein , Dr Cox , and an ostrich (he really exists!) had a collision of reproductive DNA, and a wild pig. (welcome to Florida, fol...

Had another round of technicians out here at the condo yesterday to work on My net connection, so I missed a day on the photo project :( I was able to snap this a bit before the 1st tech showed up LOL. I had just enough time to get dressed up, take the pic, and put My "mundane" clothes back on. Muhahahaa. Could you imagine if I had answered the door like this? Today I snapped a pic in My super comfy "palm frond" panties from Victoria's Secret. I call em that because the stripes and the colors remind me of dried palm fronds!

Contemplative whilst on the interwebs. This is a common sight.

Here we see the Paigeus D'Winterii in Her natural habitat, working on HTML, blogs, and photos. Internet nudity is hard work!

Oh internets, how you make Me make this face so often. All the berjillions of instances of WTFery. At this point I'm surprised more people, Myself included, aren't walking around with this look permanent on our faces. Oh, and Coke Zero is the breakfast of champions.