Not the Pagan Yellow Pages

I have to just say that I realize that I was the one to open the door for advertising to happen on this page. This has however been completely ripped out of proportion. 

Its not really that I opened the door as such. I write about the things that happen in my life. Good or bad. The Bad things, like the hate mail, seemed to get a lot of peoples attention and it was great for ratings, so please send me more!! The good is entertaining but people don’t like to read about the good things only. They want to laugh and cry and go bos bevok. The story about how Paul came into my life was a also a huge success.And people are still asking for more installments of it.

I write about my experiences at certain places that I advertised for as well. Not because those places asked me, but because I felt that the service was spectacular and wanted to tell people about it. There are also horrible places that I have been to.  Like Madam Taitou in Cape Town Long Street. 

The most awesome looking place. It has this New Orleans Voodoo vibe going there. The ambiance is really awesome. The look is so damn brilliant, with the upstairs and downstairs alcove's. 

The service is up to shit. Every single thing on the menu that we ordered was out of stock. They didn’t have anything we tried to order. The waitress had a “if I really have to help you” attitude and the owner who was there as well couldn’t care less. I would not recommend anyone go there. Unless its just to see what it looks like. The worst part almost is that the wiatress didt even know if they were out of something. Everything we ordered, she would come back 5 minutes later and very pathetically apologize that they don't have it. We didnt stay there. We didnt eat or drink anything there in the end, we just left. 

The reason also why I mention it here is so that you can get the idea that I write about my experiences. I cannot suck shit out of my ass and write about that. If you want me to write about you well then at least meet me or give me the opportunity to experience your services.

Now I will admit that I had no idea that this blog is as popular as what it apparently is among people. People from all over the world read this little blog. Who knew? Even one of my celebrity boyfriends on the side column of this blog (whom by the way no one has ever commented on except for Dieter) reads this blog. Now even though I had no idea how popular this damn blog is, apparently y’all did. Let me explain everything that I have been rambling about until now.

I am getting emails from people that I have never met in my entire fucking life, asking me to mention them in this blog. I am getting people who are trying to get their businesses off the ground to write reviews for them .

So for these people that have been hounding me to write either for or about them, let me just explain a few things.

1.     I don’t think that many people read this blog.

2.     Even if a million people read my blog, I am not Jesus or Ghandi or some or other fucking miracle worker. People don’t read what I have had to say and then follow it to the letter.

3.     I am not even famous. How do you think that mention of you in my blog will make you famous when I am not famous, and it’s my fucking blog.

4.     Lastly and most importantly, do I look like a fucking Yellow Pages for Pagans?

I don’t mind helping people where I can. When I decide to help, I really help. I do all I can. Sometimes people throw my offer to help, right back in my face, as a certain organization recently did, and sometimes my help goes a long way to getting that person or group started.  But I surely DO NOT hold the monopoly on Pagan advertising.  Go to places like witchvox and advertise there.

I am not sure why people think that by mentioning them in the blog they will become famous as if by osmosis. As a matter of fact, I am not all that much loved in the community. Largely due to the fact that I call a spade a fucking shovel. So people don’t tend to listen to me. You would be better off advertising yourself.

Some one told me that I am famous and that, that’s why they asked me. My darling as I have already said, NO..... I am sure as shit not famous. Not by the longest shot.  I cannot be famous as there is no Fake Porn of me on the Internet……None. Bwhahahahahahahaha.

So in conclusion. Please stop asking me to advertise things for you. And if you really believe that advertising by me can make a difference, then at least invite me over. Introduce yourself. Let me experience the service that you want to have advertised. But if you just send me a random mail asking me to write about you………you can go fuck yourself.

Have a nice day!

Mwah!!