Christine

Spam

Is the reason I’m writing this today. Wouldn’t you know? I had eight comments that needed to be approved or disapproved, and received an email, requesting moderation. I guess if you get to a certain point, you MUST moderate — I don’t like anything to do with moderation…

SO, I came, I saw, and I deleted. Now here this, “prospective readers:” Before commenting to my illustrious philisophical musings, I will tell you up front — I am not interested in escort services, nor does this bitch need viagra. Enough said for today.