It's come to my attention that there's nothing on my homepage but shameless advertising for my (ever so kind) site hosting people, who I adore, but whose link I think I'll shove down a bit.
So the planets have aligned to signal the day that Hell froze over and you've stumbled across Bethi Black Sheep.
....Welcome! Don't drink the water.
Anyhow, this is just a patchwork quilt of shit I'd like to keep together in one place. We've got the Dani Filth Closet Altar, which I swear I will work on again some vague day in the future. Right now there's a list of the band line-up and some of the best (in my opinion) lyrics. I'll be getting some pictures eventually, and other shit, but for now that's about it. Which is why it's called a closet-altar, and not, say, THE most amazing Cradle of Filth Fansite IN EXISTANCE!!! Which would be cool, but essentially a lie.
Next we've got, in no particular order:
Enthusiasm, Not Talent: Just the sites that suffer through my writing and art (gotta WACOM tablet! WOOT!).
Banners 'n' Such: Insurance against my monthly computer crash; I might want to laugh at these again some day. Ah, fond memories.
Shit I Want: Shit I want.
Gimme some News!: Where you can leave me random bits of information. Fell up the stairs today? Tell me. Got bit by a dog, and now you have rabies? I wanna know. Log it.
Pictures and Uploads: Cool pictures I'd rather not lose. Probably all copyrighted, don't fuck with anything or you'll get in trouble. In a world with any justice at all.
and
Home: Where I babble on and frighten people away. It's a good life.
........The links, as I've said, are up there across the top. If you try to click any of the "titles" of those "descriptions" (say it with me- feel those quotation marks!) to get where you're going, I will giggle maliciously. It's kind of like trying to ride a picture of a car in a magazine, if you think about it. Don't think about it.
