I am underachieving whore who spends a good part of the day wearing elasticised pants.  This is not only sad, no rx but perilous. When your daily commute is as long as the plod from bed to caffeine and your haute couture Cotton On, drugs you can quite easily pork […]

Although I am often mistaken for a much younger harlot, side effects I am, in fact, forty years old. As you might suspect, this is an age that produces all sorts of paranoid questions. Viz. what happened to my magnificent career? Why did she hide the strap-on? How much am […]