Thursday, November 19, 2009

Listen up

Listen up everyone.

If you've been redirected here from a piece of email I sent to you, it's because I'm trying to be tactful and tell you that right now, I could give a shit less if I've got fans, or not.

Why? Because obviously, you've not heard Gypsy, my cocker spaniel has passed away. And no, I'm not taking it easy and I'm not rather happy with the world.

The only fucking thing I really want in this world right now is a little cocker spaniel to come up on the porch and be muddier than hell because that would tell me it's been a cruel joke and it's all better....but then again, I buried her, so it wasn't real nice of me...so she'll probably not like me right now.

Other than that, if you want more chapters of PlayMaker mailed to you. It's not happening. It's not happening because right now, I've gotta lot to think about other than what life is giving me and I hate ever stinking bit of going to board meetings, going to grocery stores (where I still buy her treats out of habit), going to McDonald's (where I order double cheeseburgers for her out of habit), and coming home and not been greeted by a little dog who actually thought I was pretty cool.