mercy, mercy me

I really had no idea when I created a blog persona how much fun I would have with it. Her. Whatever.

The dark goddess's credit card has become a piece of performance art: I received a cheery notice in the mail yesterday that the credit limit of my corporation sole now stands at $12,500.00.

Now, it's true that it's not at the world's best interest rate, but the fictitious can't afford to be choosy.

Lest anyone from First Equity be reading this blog, I hasten to note that the dark goddess's bill will always be paid. With real, not imaginary, money. As a general rule, however, corporations sole are chancy credit risks. Look at the Archdiocese of Spokane.