Cheryl Lynn isn't quite sure who she is, but she's pretty sure of what she wants to be. A warrior woman. A bad-ass mamajama. Perhaps an earth goddess extraordinaire. She spends her days abusing keyboards and screaming at computer screens while she waits for her cult following to finally show up.

She changes her mind more often than extras in rap videos change thongs.

Remember: save to your own server, sweets!

Reading So Yesterday.

Writing Code. Endless code!

Hearing B R Right.

Watching Sons of Anarchy.

Building Websites.

Eating A hamburger.

Drinking Water with lemon.

Buying A new printer.

Thinking "This year went quick!"

Playing Grand Theft Auto IV.

Adoring Cute animals.

Saying Just enough.

Abhorring Ignorance.

Feeling Happy.

Hoping To stay healthy.

Reason #357 why I am so done with the comics industry.

Nice.

Really. There are only so many times we're going to let you spit in our faces before we get up and leave.

ETA: Y'know what? It's not even the "spitting" that's the real problem. People do and say hurtful and offensive things all of the time out of ignorance or fear. People make mistakes. It happens. But to not even be considered worthy enough for someone to even acknowledge the slight against you? To be shown that you are not even worth addressing or apologizing to? That's the kick to the face following the phlegm.

Cheryl Lynn @ 08:54 AM EST Link