Kthulah’s Bjournal

The countdown to IronWynch begins.

Well, the poor dear freaked out again, and the smackdown I delivered has earned me a ban.  He started ragging on me about some things I didn’t say or even imply, and when someone else tried to correct him before he thoroughly embarassed himself, he started a tantrum that he apparently has no control of [...]

“This is a sentence with double quotation marks.” ‘This is a sentence with single quotation marks.’ This sentence’s apostrophe… Hallelujah! The host turned off smart quotes in the php.ini globally, so we won’t have the problems, but it’s bizarre that they had to go that far. Something in WordPress overrides individual instructions in .htaccess in [...]

Ever since I upgrades, apostrophes have been out of control because of some stupid thing called smart quotes. I turned it off in my php settings, but WordPress convers apostrophes to quotation marks anyway, and worse they multiply every time one saves a post, and even in the titles and comments. I was hoping they”d [...]

For years I’ve been warning men to never allow a hoe type woman to get any control of them. It wasn’t until last night, that I saw two examples of coerced married men standing next to one another, that I realized the contrast, and how the universe arranges everything perfectly. Last night, while hanging out [...]

congratulations you have won a place under the obsessive thumb of a beautiful woman who’ll throw you a crumb of missionary twice a year and manipulate you with custody fears congratulations you win a pretty thing to parade around and have all of the men in town nod their approval of your good catch and [...]

In other news, yesterday while barely waking up from a curry recovery nap, and half high on loperamide, I answered the phone. Of course, it was one of my ex bitches, and being generous in my half dreaming state, I agreed to let him visit so long as it was clear that this isn’t going [...]

Well, I seem to have pissed off another circle jerk of fat bashers who think we’re all suffering from Big Mac overdoses. I made my last post, a brief quote from 300 on Roissy’s blog and went to do my night routine and take a shower. I can’t say I’ll be thinking of them while [...]

This one goes out to all the sheep in wolves’ clothing.

As Murphy’s Law dictates, as soon as I opt for Plan A, all the chickens remember my phone number. Fortunately, I’ve learned something from them. The easiest way to say no is to simply not answer the phone. The problem with that is that someone new got my phone number from Longstroke. Though he’s my [...]