A handful of Magic Beans

Lately I've gotten a great deal of private messages, from people who saw my work for yourself posting.

One, I don't have a handful of magical fucking beans. Don't be rude to me when I tell you what you ask, and it sounds like too much work or unsavory. I am sick of hearing from people who peddle shiny shit on ebay telling me that the rates suck or that god, I have to put in atleast 10 hours a week?

Two, do not contact me if you're a greedy miserable fuck. I will not give you "methods" (aka, give me a packet of info so I don't have to figure things out on my own, because, gosh, working things out on my own is so motherfucking hard)
to insure your success. It's not my job to hold your hand.

Three, there are non-adult companies you can work for, yes. But will they hire you if you haven't done it before for at least six months? Probably not. The papillona agency I know hires non-adult texters, but they want you to be bilingual and have a long RELEVANT work history, sorry.

Four, no more begging me for magical beans. There is no such thing as a free lunch. I put in freakishly long hours on all of my gigs (and take a whole week off every month to recover so I don't murder anyone) and occasionally have nightmares relating to said work. Usually watching loads of tv during the recovery period and getting outdoors tend to alleviate nightmares (I just watched the first three seasons of the Sopranos, I have funny dreams about whops all night long. I can say whop, for I am a guinea!)

Five, I'm sorry if this bugged the people that I know, but I had to say it, I am sick of people messaging me about pyramid schemes they want me to help them market, other crap that is highly illegal that I'm not interested in! I do above board shit, so thanks but no thanks.