From The Bloody Broken Ruins Of Hell I Post At Thee

Right now I am suffering from some kind of malware attack. My system is melting down- I am only barely able to run this browser and little else. Sigh. Two hours ago I got a warning from a program that something untoward was occurring- then rapidly everything came crashing down around me.

 

So, I am going to have to try and reinstall Windows- over Windows, first. Reinstall on top of the current install in the hopes that I can keep everything that I already have… minus malware, o’ course.

 

Iffen that durn’t work, I will reformat and then install Windows. Either way, I will be back but I have to deal with the nightmare in the meantime.

 

See yez soonest!

My Router Is Busted As Well

For the past 2 weeks my router has not worked right. Half the time it plain will not go online- and when it does, it loses connection at random times. Extremely annoying. It is my hope that we can get some cash to get a new one… one day

I’ve Been Really Sick, Sorry

I was half asleep and lying back in my recliner and a huge glob of saliva had collected in my mouth and then I hit the tipping point and I inhaled it. Sorry for the grossness, but it’s important as to what happened. I choked for a time until I could breathe, but I inhaled way too much saliva to be healthy. I ended up with “aspiration bronchitis”, which is lucky for me as I could have ended up with aspiration pneumonia and that would have sucked way too much for words. As it is I am not totally healthy yet but a lot better than I have been for the past week and a half. At my worst I could only lay around the house and wheeze and cough.

Sucked!

Anyway, as stated, I have been finally getting better so expect to see my online again and expect to see those stories of mine I have been threatening you all with! YAY!

 

Wubblies

Ah, life If you do not see the pic as an animated gif, click the pic and it will open a new tab with the fully animated young galchick pulling off her top and exposing her beautiful beautiful jubblies. Ah, how can a world with boobs be bad?

Well Hell

I had typed out most of a new story and then, of course, destroyed it accidentally before saving it. So, fuck it all, I shall have my Xmas story posted tomorrow after I am done being super pissed at myself.

Merry Xmas!

Hey ssfsdelta911 :) Comments and Helloes and Stuff :)

I sometimes forget that I can do anything I set my mind to. This is important to remember. I quit drinking- and this is ultra major to remember. I have been sober over ten years now. You know how they do one year check-backs on people who have quit stuff- like drugs, or drinking, or eating bad food? Then they do five year check-backs to see how people are, to see if they are still not doing what they say they quit doing? They don’t check back on alcoholics after five years. Because the number of people who survived not drinking after five years is so statistically small it’s not worth counting. After five years, most alcoholics have gone back to drinking and have died.

I’m still here, still alive, still sober. I can do anything I want to! Which means I can lose weight, dammit, and I can become a paid, published author. I’m turning 49 next september and that’s not dead yet. I still have time! a good 25 years of life left if I take reasonably good care of myself.

And yes, hi ssfsdelta911 why not email me and I’ll email u back and we’ll dialogue Anne.franke AT gmail dot com

Still working on stories, hope to have my seagull story finished and posted before the end of the year! Like a lot of people, I am addicted to Minecraft AND Terraria AND Skyrim

Keep hanging in there, you one or two people who read my blog every once in a while! I love you all- the best!

Hello Again Everyone!

It’s been a time, I realize. Thank you again to everyone who reads this blog. It’s super nice of you! I appreciate it highly and muchly. Plus it gets you first reads on new stories when I write them! Yay!

I have been thinking and thinking of writing and writing. I would love to chat, people. Email me or try and get me online! anne2snakie aim and y!m, 8692176 icq. anne.franke@gmail.com if u would like to talk via email.

Well, I am not dead yet and I should have another story next post so see y’all very soon! Yay!

Posting On WordPress Sucks Now

When u hit “new post”, the default is now this ‘Quick Post” page where it shows u only 4 options of the usual twenty or so! And i can;t find the option to go to the normal posting page. What the fuck, WordPress? I used to love ur blogs, now it’s like being forced into baby blog land.

Well, How On Earth Did That Happen?

Well, I was trying to do that whole NaNoWriMo thing (dammit, WordPress is just all fucked up- they changed the site to try and get more “modern” and I don’t like it at all. It doesn’t work right any more, and a lot of the default options they choose just plain suck. Now I can’t get the bloody thing to make a link out of NaNoWriMo- go to www.nanowrimo.com and read about it ) and I messed up. Now I’m a day behind and haven’t even started a thing. Of course, I never signed up or anything so I’m not officially a part of it, but still,  I figured it could be a good way to actually get my “novel” started.

And, so, of course yesterday while driving I wrecked our van.

I was driving, too quickly of course, on some dead leaves and I started sliding. The front of my van bounced off the guard rail and it knocked me back onto the road. Luckily, our van isn’t actually wrecked, but it did do some damage and it looks awful where I hit- the white paint from the guard rail is all over where I smacked into it.

Sigh.

I’m still accursed by God.

Falsdoon – try AIM then. It doesn’t eat yr computer. I’m anne2snakie on AIM

 

Proof That I Am Still Alive

Here are the couple of paragraphs I have written for my latest story! Enjoy, I hope!:

Mandy was never sure why she happened to look skyward when she did.  Certainly there was nothing interesting happening there- the party was all around her on the beach and the pavilion seating. The music was thumping with a kickin’ bass beat, men and women were laughing and talking on every side. Skin was everywhere- men and women wore as little as was legal, bare strips of cloth on sun bronzed skin. Full, gigantic breasts jiggled and bounced, rolled and swung on every side, nipples always on the verge of bursting free. Long, strong ropelike penises lay coiled, snakelike, barely restrained by thin shorts and speedos. The men and women who owned these primary and secondary sexual characteristics flirted and danced with one another, aching with desire.

At first Mandy just stared at the seagull as she slowly danced, her own breasts barely restrained by a thin strip of cloth that tied behind her back, the cloth in front barely wide enough to cover her long, thick nipples and barely long enough to encircle her warm, soft, watermelon size breasts. She couldn’t take her eyes off the bird as it dipped, then soared downward. Her thin silk bikini bottom had a triangle in front just large enough to carefully cradle the front of her clitoral hood, the rest of the cloth being just one thin thread that encircled her aist, the other rinning from the bottom of the triangle to the mid point of the circle, the thread snug between her tight ass cheeks and the pert little hole of her anus.

Her anus still pulsed pleasantly with her heartbeat from the hard fucking she’d engaged in before the dance, Milo with his ten inch long cock that was thick around as her own wrist. He’d fucked her like his life depended on it, as if he had to pierce her heart with his cock. He tried his damndest, and to Mandy it’d felt like he’d damn near crawled bodily up her ass, had stuffed his cock, his balls, his lower belly and upper legs into that tight hole of her ass until he’d pumped what felt like a full litre of hot cum into her. Her head still buzzed from that orgasm that had wrapped her into a tight ball until all she could feel was her clitoris sending signals into space, her asshole trying to eat Milo, and her breasts buzzing with their own sexual signals.

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