I’m still here…suffering
So yeah, still here. However, at the moment actively looking for another demon to sell my soul to support. Pffft…
Today Incubus waltzed in (it is his custom to waltz into places with hands propped up on his hips or arms flailing about, or both) and handed me a pile of magazines.
Incubus: I get all these magazines at home and it has become frightfully…well it is just a mess! Ah and I tell you…
Beatrix Kiddo: The point please
I: So I want you to cancel them
Of course I have to do it so I politely take them out of his blessed hands and retreat bowing to my desk snatch them from his paws.
And then, AND THEN, I discover that they are all Succubuss subscriptions. Naturally, she cannot possibly take a break from pointing at flower vases for the maid to move to make 10 phone calls. Riding your house staff is serious business.