A critical analysis of the public ramblings of the creature formerly known as Ms. Baugher, who provides a manic amount of content to parse.
Every little thing she does is tragic.
Talk to me (juliabaugher at gmail) Always held in strict confidence.
Another email from our gal, after her latest tantrum. It could be that she can’t read any text without her name in it. It could also be that she didn’t understand the previous posts. I suppose one could also believe that she has decided on a course of action and won’t be dissuaded by blatant tips to the contrary.
Suffice to say, she hasn’t quite comprehended the idea that the person who uploads isn’t necessarily the person who authors. Pink Lady, for you, because I care, and because you only seem to leave the country when some oblivious guy, hoping to score (who clearly doesn’t use google) pays your way, let this be my gift to you. The next few posts will take you on a tour of this great planet. Fire up your IP tracker - no passport needed, nor any veiled suggestion of sex. You’re fine - no need to put out. Let me show you the world - track the IPs of the following posts and pretend you are on a fabulous adventure on your own dime.