I used to be a Cheesemistress. Now I’m a Baby Wolf.
I used to live in a nice house in sunny SoCal. Now I live in a tin can in Swampland.
I used to work in an office. Now I work in a card shop that has delusions of grandeur.
I used to be a sweet loveable patient tactful person. Now I’m me.
And this is my blog.

Want to email me? leeann AT lookababywolf DOT com

Fair warning, ye of delicate sensitivities. I say fuck a lot. A lot. I actually do talk this way. I speak as I blog, to be more precise. So yeah, I say fuck quite often. It’s my go-to word for emphasis, shock, anger, fear, approval, amazement… all kinds of fuck. Those of you who think I should spare my readers by tailoring my language to suit them can just get the fuck out right now and don’t slam the goddamn door.

Comments are appreciated unless they irritate me unduly and then I will likely edit them in ways amusing to myself, or more likely just delete them and lock you out. I get enough shit in my life that I don’t need it in places I can easily avoid it.

I love kitties.