Hey, it's MY space

Mommy asked me to make a post here about her for all of the people who have been e-mailing and asking what's up. I refuse to tolerate any more of this behavior from her after today -- this is MY little space on the Web and it's for MY shit only!

But she's OK. She was able to resign and she did. Whew! She will finish up her last amounts of work and train her staff in the next two weeks.

As far as a new blog, well, she will only do it if the demand is there. And no, the old site is not coming back ever, nor will she EVER talk about work (even if, admittedly, there was some funny shit there!). E-mail her at goddessdawn AT gmail DOT com and ask her to reinvent herself so that she ain't squattin' here in the litterbox with me anymore!

If you're so inclined, there are links to PayPal and Amazon so that you can make donations to my Treat Fund -- just 'cause the bitch is unemployed shouldn't mean I have to starve my furry little ass off! :) < / shameless plug for food >

What will we do? Well, Mommy is planning to sell sex toys, so if you like toys and lube, e-mail her and support her new business! And she's also doing freelance writing, so HIRE HER PLEASE!!!

She's reading up on you JournalCon attendees and asked me to tell you that she is very glad you all made it home safely.

In any event, my paws are tired of typing so I'll be signing off for now. But if you want to bookmark this site, I promise to return to my regularly scheduled cuteness with the next entry!