Self Preservation – Isolation Blog 7 : An Update on All The Things and Happy Outlanderversary Too Me!

Today marks 3 years since I discovered the Outlander fandom… and Oh! What a journey its been.


Not being on Twitter at the moment (and I’ll be discussing that in this blog as well) I don’t really have an outlet to help me celebrate this milestone – so this blog will have to do.


First, let me begin by saying that, overall, my experience in the Outlander fandom has been nothing short of amazing. It’s been a positive place where ideas are shared, stories are written and honest, open discourse takes place on a regular basis. We can laugh together, cry together, scream and shout together and embrace fangirling in all its facets without facing much in the way of criticism from the outside world.


For the people who I have met, befriended and who have let me be silly and fan right there with them – I think you from the bottom of my heart. You have made the last 3 years of my life some of the best and, should I ever get the chance to meet you in person…. Well, let’s just say you will get the biggest hug you’ve ever received in your entire life!


That said, these very same folk have been there for me when the shit has hit the fan. When the fandom is buried under mountains of hypocrisy, of bullshit, of shady lanes, of he said-she said-they said, of subtweets, of infighting, gaslighting and name calling. The countless number of hissy- fits and the “Oh! Everyone! Look at me! I’m deleting 11ty hundred Outlander photos off my phone! Oh! It’s sooooooo freeing! Look at me everyone! Aren’t you proud?” bullshit artists.


They’ve been there when I’ve ranted and raved and carried on like a two-bob watch. When I’ve lost the plot and ended up in tears of stress and frustration and had to call it a day. When my happy place is naught more than a half assed attempt at a lean to and it’s about to come crashing down around my ears -They’ve not gone anywhere and for that I am eternally grateful. It’s because of these folks I won’t leave this fandom. I love show. I love the cast and crew and I love the world Diana Gabaldon has created but my fandom friends mean the world to me and I wouldn’t swap them for all the red headed Scotsman in the Highlands!


So, here’s to another year of shenanigans – once I get back to Twitter that is.


Speaking of which, it’s been 6 days since I decided I needed a twitter break. I have to say, unlike previous years (or times) when I’ve done this – this one is proving strangely difficult… and I’m struggling to come up with as to why.


I began by deleting the app from both my phone and my desktop. (I haven’t worried about my iPad as I don’t use it that much anyway) and I thought I’d be fine. I have a lot to focus on. With working from home and trying to keep the “New Normal” routine I am constantly finding something to do. But, at the same time … I feel lonely. Not having the app there left me feeling cut off from the rest of the fandom. I mean, sure, Facebook has its moments – if you’re willing to overlook the sheer lunacy of it all – but it’s nothing like Twitter. Not even Tumblr – for all its meme type glory – is like twitter. So, yesterday … I caved and reinstalled the app on my phone.


I haven’t logged in. This much is true at least…. But I feel better seeing it there on my phone. It doesn’t matter as much on my desktop as I don’t tweet much from there as a rule… but there it is. It’s official, I think. I am suffering separation anxiety from an app. Of all the things that I should be considering important in my life right now – not seeing an app on my phone rates as one of my highest.

I may delete the app again as the month goes on. We’ll see. But man, to be so dependent on an app … When did I become that guy? 2020 what have you done?


In other news, I’ve had my first appointment with a Nero-Chiropractor.  It was all a series of tests involving my balance and hand/eye coordination. We discussed my various medical conditions at length, and he asked me a series of questions relating to my sleeping patterns and my diet, what other methods I’d tried in the past relating to pain relief and so forth. My appointment went for 2 whole hours and cost and arm and a leg but I’m hopeful it’ll be worth it in the end. He wanted me to invest in a small handheld, vibrating massage device to help with the stimulation of my nerve centres. I managed to find one online at The Shaver Shop for about $16.00 (I tried the apps first and discovered they were shit and did nothing) so I ordered that last night after work.


It’s a long weekend this weekend here in Victoria and apart from writing this blog and a few letters… my goal is to do nothing but relax


Thanks for reading,



Isolation -Preservation Blog 4. The Time I Stopped a Nose-bleed With a Sanitary Napkin at 3am

Now that I have your undivided attention ….


Let’s crack on.



Welcome to blog … 4… I think…. Of this Self Preservation- Isolation series.


I don’t really have much to say at this point, no real point to make but I just thought it’d be nice to give you an idea of what my life has been like the last 2 months.


I’ll do it in a series of dot points because honestly? I cannot be arsed typing 6 pages of shit just to make a blog interesting.


So, without further ado, I give you


My Life in dot points


  • Because I’ve spent a large majority of this time by myself, I have become acutely aware at how bad my farts are. Every morning I open the back door in order to air the house out. I used to think I did It because the house was stuffy. Iso-life has shown me the error of my ways and I now understand it was a subconscious effort on my part to prevent self- inflicted suffocation by bum stink.



  • Sharing drinking stories with my Mother-In-Law is now a thing and I’m OK with that.


  • I’ve talked to my Cats more in these last 8 weeks than I’ve done in my life and you know what? They still fucking ignore me… How rude is that?


  • I’ve gained over 6kgs. (13lbs) The goal was to lose weight – not gain it. But I did and here we are. Now, it’s not entirely the fault of Cadbury’s Marble Chocolate or the Yumi’s Humus and crackers or the packets of 2-minute noodles with everything or… or… the several litres of box wine I have consumed during this time but… they may have played some small part in my downward spiral into comfort eating and I’m just gonna own that shit and wear it. Have I been exercising? Yes, Of course. But nowhere near enough to justify the shit diet I have become accustomed to of late.


  • NGL I miss people man. Not you, of course, because that’d be weird… but you know… The people I work with (Huh, never thought I’d say that) my Family (Always knew I would say that) and just … folks in general.




  • Catching up with/ and or revisiting other shows to watch is nice though. So, there’s that.


  • I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve worn a bra. And it was all in the space of one week. At this point I promise you I can use my tits as a hair tie and ..I’m strangely OK with that.




I think that’s about it really. Like I said, I didn’t really have much to say – just this.


Thanks for reading



Oh, and PS: I really did stop a nosebleed with a sanitary napkin! #Winning






Isolation- Preservation Blog 3 When a ( Fandom) Mindset Change is as Good as a Holiday

Originally, when I first sat down to write this blog, I was going to call it “The Time the Rose-Coloured Glasses Came Off”


I had it all planned out. My thoughts on everything, my arguments for and against and why I thought it was time to admit to myself that perhaps I’d wasted to much time putting certain individuals on a pedestal.


I sat on it for days. I knew I was going to write it. I had a plan. It was well thought out. A solid piece of writing.


And then……


Just like that, the wind got knocked out of my sails and everything changed.


There’s no need to reiterate what went on and what happened- but those in the Outlander fandom know exactly what I’m talking about.


I don’t want to talk about that.


The purpose of today’s blog is that I want to talk about me. Not in the ‘Look at me! I’m being self- indulgent’ kind of way … more the ‘Jesus Christ, I can’t believe I let it get to me and turn me into that kind of person’ kind of way.


I’ve always maintained I’ve sat on the fence when it comes to this fandom. I’ve tried my best to understand and appreciate everyone’s point of view – regardless whether I agree or not. I’ve always opted for respectful, honest, discourse rather than childish finger pointing and outright accusation. I’ve tried to ensure that if I don’t have all the facts – I ask. And I’ve always said that If I’m ever wrong – please correct me.


I’ve gone to great lengths to try and remain impartial to most of the fandom dumpster fires and been there for those who needed a shoulder to cry on or someone to vent to.


That said, there have been times where I’ve failed miserably at doing that and let my emotions get the better of me. In fact, I can count no less than 3 times in my time in this fandom (No, I am not going to mention them here. However, I have no doubt that some of you reading this would know what they are as well) where I have wanted nothing more than to go on 280 character rants ad-nauseum about whatever the situation happened to be and declare that “Ye verily thou art naught but a shit storm of epic proportions and I say unto thee that thou ‘st wrong and needeth to take all the damn seats!”  – OK … So maybe not exactly like that, because let’s face it my Shakespearian is not that great and way, way, way off the mark … but you get my point.


But none of them have affected me as much as what’s been going on these last few weeks.


I think I may have mentioned it a blog or so back, but Covid- 19 has simultaneously brought out both the best and the worst in people and sadly, what I’ve seen in the Outlander fandom was ultimately the worst in people.


Especially me.


I became quick to react. I became judgemental. I forgot about facts. I forgot about truth. I spiralled and got caught up in the he said-she said of every argument. I took to twitter DM’s and WhatsApp group chats to vent and rant and rave over everything.


“How could they do this?” I demanded to know “Why is there no apparent element of seriousness about this situation?”


I was hurt. I was angry. I was disappointed, let down and couldn’t believe that it would’ve even got that far, and someone let it happen. I didn’t want to be believe what was going on, I really didn’t but, when you find yourself drowning in a sea of negativity, eventually you give up and go right along with it.


That is until, as I said, the wind got knocked out of my sails and everything changed. I realised I was wrong. I realised I was angry and disappointed for all the wrong reasons and I came to see that everything I thought was the truth turned out to be an outright lie.


For those that know me, they know that Social Media is more or less my only link to the outside world. With the exception of going to work and attending various medical appointments, I don’t get out very much. Recently, Twitter has become my happy place. My place to talk with and make friends with people from all around the world. Most of the time it’s a place where I can laugh and #DankMeme to my hearts content. It’s where I can fangirl in peace without hurting or annoying anyone else that I know in real life… but when it becomes a dumpster fire that starts burning down your own lawn? It’s time to take some action!


So, I stepped back. I didn’t tweet for a couple of days. In fact, I didn’t do anything for a few days. I took naps. Lots of them. I took a couple of deep breaths and went and got some air. I thought about my behaviour and best how to fix it. I set about sending apologies to every single person I took to venting to or ranted at. I locked down my twitter account and began the process of unfollowing, blocking and muting people. Regardless whether I had spoken to them in the past or not. I’ve started paying close attention to the language I use- in the hope that I can lift people up and make a positive impact rather than complaining about every #FirstWorldProblem that comes my way. To not listen to the hate and the hyperbole spewed by the darker corners of this fandom. To not take every, single thing to heart and swear it is gospel truth – until the truth presents itself.


For the remainder of 2020 my goal is to be a better fan. A better person. Frankly, I would go so far as to say be a better Human.


Maybe we should all aim for that this year huh?


What do you say?


You in?





501.. Oh and one last thing …

I wouldn’t normally do this, but it’s been on my mind since the weekend.


Like everyone else (well, a majority of us anyway) I got to watch 501 when it premiered on the weekend.

Also, like a majority of everyone else, I wrote a reaction blog.


If you’ve not read it, you can do so here:


For those that have read it already – thank you for your thoughts and feedback. If you haven’t and wish to give feedback – I’d very much appreciate it.


Let me start by saying that as of this morning, I have watched 501 four times. Chances are I’ll fit in another two viewings before 502 drops Sunday afternoon. I haven’t done constant re-watch of an episode since season 3. I missed doing it.

As I have already stated in my original piece, season 4 put me off doing a re-watch. In fact, it put me off watching a single episode.


Naturally, after 501 went to air, my social media went off the charts, text messages flew back and forth and everyone I knew was basically sobbing their hearts out and applauding everyone involved for a job well done. I haven’t seen that since season 3 and it left me feeling very confident that something special was about to happen. I really want to believe that. Truly.

After the absolute dumpster fire of season 4 ( and I can say that now I feel, without guilt because even the cast thought over all it was shit) to see season 5 come out of the gates as strongly as it did – made me happier than I felt in a long time.


And then it started. All aboard the hate train!


Facebook, of course, was the first to kick off with its “I was left disappointed. Anyone else?” bullshit. I call it bullshit because as well all know, it’s not possible to have an amicable conversation with someone without getting shut down. I should know. I tried. On one FB forum someone commented:


“I hated it. But then, I’m used to being left disappointed


I made the mistake of politely asking what they found so disappointing… Let’s just say the response I got was the verbal equivalent of the 200 lashings BJR gave Jamie. *Shivers*


It was at this point I began to wonder why. Why, if a show that leaves them so disappointed, why do they even watch? What’s the point of paying for a streaming service to watch something they obviously don’t like? I will never understand that.




This. Shit. Is. Exhausting.


Look, here’s the thing. Let season 4 go. Just let it go. Let it burn in a fire. Let it rot in a hole in the ground.


Stop bringing up season 4. It’s done. It’s dusted. Caps locking over twitter and yelling about it will not make them go back (through the stones * Ba-boom tish! *) and fix that shit show.

With the exception of one episode, I could only tell you a hand full of things that happened from last season and that’s probably just as well.

Do you want to know a secret? I don’t actually hate Rik. I’d never heard of him till he started working on Outlander. He plays a charater on the show. That’s about as far I am prepared to go.

What I do know:

  • He has a very loyal fan base
  • He speaks his mind
  • He’s not Sam. He never will be. If people could stop with their side by side comparisons please. They are two totally different people. It drives me nuts and really isn’t necessary
  • I’m not sure what I make of him as a person – but I guess time will tell


That said, I will give Rik this: He has played Roger from the books to perfection. He is exactly Roger Wakefield/ Mac/ McKenzie from the book. His attitudes, his beliefs, the way he’s been taught to view the world. Everything is Roger from the books.  I personally thought he did a corker job with the character – especially seeing what he had to work with. But that’s my opinion.

So far, his character in Se 5 seems to be heading in a positive direction and I’m hopeful that he can pull it off and really show us his skills as an actor. I’m all for second chances here. (Just quietly, I really hope that some of Sam’s influence rubs off on him. I’d like that)


Seeing all the differences of opinion about Roger though, made me wonder… Why is Roger not considered a man of his time…? Yet, Jamie is?

Jamie is taught from an early age that he will be the man of the house. He will be the one to provide for his family and his Wife will bare him children and do what she’s told. Then he meets Claire and everything he’s ever been taught is thrown out the window and he learns. Claire teaches him and he changes his ways.

Roger, despite being 200 years in the future at this point – is also taught the same thing. He is a man. He will provide for his family and his Wife will do as she’s told. The only difference is, Rogers main influence is Reverend Wakefield and being a man of God, especially back then, the  views on how a relationship should be was even more narrower than most- having lost his parents at a young age, it’s no surprise he is truly a product of his environment. Then he meets Bree and the exact same thing occurs. Everything he’s come to know gets turned upside down.  He learns. He’s just a lot more stubborn (and stuck in his ways) than Jamie is (or ever was) and it takes him a while longer to change … but he does change his ways and I think a lot of people have forgotten that.  It’s why I refer to DOA as “For the love of God, leave Roger alone” and TFC as “Oh dear God, Roger, not again!” – because he doesn’t manage to start to sort his shit out and get a clue until midway through ABOSAA.

So, yes, for me book Roger and TV Roger are one and the same. And I suppose, if I was going to have one criticism it would be that this. Thanks to book Roger, I envisioned him with black hair instead of brown but that’s it.


But twitter seems hell bent on seeing him suffer in a similar way to that of his character and, after a year of that- I’m just tired of it.

So, I’ve decided I’m not on board with the “Let’s hate Rik” bandwagon this year.  (Ironically, his stans hate my guts – but that’s another story for another day) I’m going to see what he does this season with Sophie and as I said in my last blog – hope the two of them can wow me.

Oh, and twitter, you can back off with your Sophie hate. It’s uncalled for. She’s really come into her own lately and found her stride. We can thank our dream team producers for that! So, please take a seat where Sophie is concerned. She’s going to blow us away this season. I can feel it.

It’s at this point I should be getting ready to bring up some cray-cray shit that someone on Tumblr said but, seriously? I haven’t been there, and I am not going to but on a hazmat suit just to sift through the sludge to find something that pisses me off. It’s a cess pit a majority of the time and frankly, if there’s a place where the perfection of 501 can get torn to shreds, it’s Tumblr.

So, no. Hard pass. Thanks.

(Side-note: This blog also gets cross posted too Tumblr. I am well aware that there’s every possibility that this could be read and that as a consequence I will be handed a shovel to dig my own grave)


I also found a lot of folks coping clap back for those opinions and being told they don’t belong or are not a true fan.

Incorrect. Having a difference of opinion does not make you less of a fan than someone that does not. Constructive criticism (as I prefer to call it) is a way of opening up discussion and sharing thoughts.

Calling someone out because you don’t agree with that person’s opinion, calling them a lesser of a fan or a hater? That’s not only having a negative opinion – it also makes you an asshole.

So, there’s that.


That said, I’m hoping Se 5 will bring us together again. This fandom fell apart at the end of Se 4 and we’ve never really come back from it. Don’t get wrong, we’re stronger than we were, say, 6 months ago -but there’s a lot of damage that needs to be repaired and I think Se 5 is just the tonic we need to help us do that.


Thanks for reading,














My Thoughts on 501.

My thoughts on 501:


I’ve watched 501 twice.

The first time was yesterday afternoon. I was such a mess afterwards I could hardly think straight. So, there was no way I was going to be able to string to sentences together -let alone construct a coherent blog about the episode that wasn’t watermarked of virtual tears.


Now, before I go ahead (and be warned. This will contain spoilers. The episode has been officially dropped by Starz – Which gives everyone the green light to discuss the episode), I need to say I’m sorry.


I’m sorry I misheard the line, OK? I’m sorry I thought Germain said “Grand-Pere said you have hairy tits” when, in fact, he didn’t. What he said was “Grand-Pere said you have hairy ticks!” (Which is why, I hate to say, it took me quite a bit of time to figure out that Roger said “Your Father thinks I’m a Heretic”)


Naturally, when I initially made the tweet, I didn’t realise how wrong I was.


  • I misheard the line
  • I spelled Germain with an E. Thus, turning Fersaili’s child from a Boy into a Girl
  • And, of course, I got the spelling of Grandfather wrong, didn’t I? Because grammar and spelling mistakes… Why stop at one? … Am I right?


The Irony of this whole thing was that it’s usually me that is telling everyone else what was said. Either way, it gave everyone a good laugh and that’s all that matters.




Can we talk the opening credits for a second?

I don’t mind the orchestral arrangement if I’m being perfectly honest. It’s an interesting twist. I could really get used to it.

Seeing Sam Heughan as Jamie Fraser with his back to the camera takes my breath away. Every. Damn. Time. The broadness of his shoulders and that coat need all the awards for their efforts alone.

And just quietly, seeing my two-favourite people with the word Producer next to their name… makes my heart soar. I’m so damn proud of them and how far they’ve come.


My only criticism? That shot of Claire running in the muddied dress and all you see are her feet… from season 1? We need to be rid of that now. It’s no longer relevant. It’s been in the opening credits every season and frankly, it’s time to let it go. Truly. It doesn’t fit in anywhere anymore. I mean, what’s wrong with a quick peek at Adso? We know he’s part of the season so why not add him into the credits?

Just a thought.


First off, I’m going to preface this with the fact that I have gone into this season with no expectations whatsoever. I’m not carrying over any resentment or bitterness that was the train wreck of season 4. The writing was weak. We all know this. Thus, I believe that’s what made certain characters unlikeable and rather less than noteworthy.


Secondly, I’m also going to tell you that this Droughlander – I deliberately did not do a re- watch. Not a single episode. At all.


I know, I know. You’re all thinking I’ve lost my marbles and gone bat-shit bonkers, but I’ll have you know there’s a method to my madness. After the shit show that was last season, I’d lost all hope of the show redeeming itself for season 5. I was left angry at the choices made and I felt that overall, season 4 was lacking. So much lacking. There was no room for character development. A lot of what we’d hoped to see was pushed to the wayside and forgotten about. The only thing I will say is this. Given how little the cast had to work with last season, everyone bought their A game to the table and did a remarkable job.

The sets were great and even the costumes were amazing but nothing after season 4 made me even want to look at anything Outlander related – let alone sit through a re-watch.


Then Sam and Caitriona were announced to become producers for the new season – and I… well I began to hope.


It was at this point I decided to continue with my no re-watch policy. I wanted to approach season 5 with excitement. I wanted to feel like I did when I was waiting with bated breath for season 3 and well may I say – I’m so glad I did because I was excited, and I was happy, and I was emotional, and it was perfect.


Now we come to the nitty gritty of this blog. I’m well aware that there will be folks who will not agree with me here – and that’s OK. Different strokes for different folks as they say. I’d like an opinion if you care to have one – but please, leave your hatred and vitriol at the door.

So, without further ado – I give you my thoughts


 First. What I think of Roger and Bree.


(A/N I feel I need to say this and get this off my chest before I continue. My apologies if this isn’t your thing, but I just need to get it out there)


As previously mentioned, I am not carrying over anything from the 4th season.


So, too me this season, they are completely new. I’ve never met them (so to speak.) I’m willing to give them a chance and see if they can grow on me. I’m also curious to see what Sophie and Rik can do with their characters story line moving forward. Obviously, the McKenzie’s (because we’ve all read the books, right?) they have a hard road ahead as they get used to living 200 years in the past, finding their feet as newlyweds and as new parents. (It’s at this point I wish to point out that when I say I am not carrying over anything from last season – it does not mean I have forgot it. I am simply choosing not to tarnish my personal Season 5 experience with bad writing and character development from last season) Add to this, Roger, at this point has no real trade or skill and no real way to provide for his family. His relationship with his Father -In -Law isn’t exactly off to a good start either so you know, Roger’s got his work cut out for him.

As for Bree? Well…. How to put this as delicately as possible… She’s been through a lot. And I mean a lot. So, one of the things I’ll be interested to see how the writers will/ have handled that particular situation.

I want to see on screen how they struggle with that. How it affects their relationship and how, as Husband and Wife they work through it together.

On a positive note – I am very much looking forward to Brianna finally becoming ‘her Fathers Daughter’ and everyone on the Ridge showing her all the damn respect she so rightfully deserves.

So yes, I’m hopeful Rik and Sophie bring their A game this season and with, what I hear, stronger writing (I heard they hired a new writer and this one was already an avid fan of both the books and TV show) I’m hoping they can wow me. I really want them to wow me. Is it too soon to ask that they can do that? I hope not.


Second: What I liked about 501


  • The Marriage of Roger and Bree. Everything about this scene was lovely.
  • Jamie and Claire being so proud of their baby girl (MY HEART GUYS!)
  • The flashback to Jamie and Claire’s wedding made me cry
  • The looks between Ma and Da Fraser as their Daughter got Married (Do not @ me!)
  • Hello Jamie at 50 with the dry witty humour. I’ve waited such a long time for you, and you did not disappoint
  • Lord John sitting alone on a log while everybody else was busy getting busy – made me laugh out-loud  and call him “Lord John No Friends” for the rest of the episode
  • Marsali is the Queen of the tongue twisters
  • The Music. Ugh! Why must Bear McCreary make leak my bodyweight in fluid out of my eyeballs like that? Huh? Why? Yet again his musical score is what makes this show and you cannot tell me otherwise
  • Roger telling Aunt Jocasta where she can stick her money. I’m happy they did this actually. I liked this part of the book and I was happy to see it translated well.
  • Jamie Frasers face when he hears his Daughter say “Je Suis Prest” Please give Sams eyes a standing ovation. They deserve it. Honest.
  • I want Germain to be my friend. He’s the GOAT
  • Lizzy flirting was all kinda cute really
  • Jamie just out there eating an apple while he pretending, he not be know that Lizzy is flirting.
  • The final scene with Jamie and Murtagh. It tore my guts out and I lost it completely.
  • (Even as I type this, I am getting emotional) Also, Sam Heughan, again, needs all the awards for this. “Go. Please… Be hard to find” … will be burnt into my brain forever.



Third: What I didn’t like about 501


  • I got angry at our favourite Gov’ner. I didn’t want to, but I did.
  • Sometimes Roger says stupid things like “Maybe we can do this again when we go back, and I’ll be more prepared” Roger should be banned from saying stupid things. It never bodes well
  • There was not enough Fersali in my eyeballs. There needs to be more.
  • The way Bree found out about Bonnet.
  • It irked me a little that she didn’t tell Claire straight away
  • The fact that, after having watched all the live streams and the panels and hearing their stories about all the foods and drinks being real – I ruined my own viewing experience twice by wondering things like “Is that Sassenach Whisky in those glasses? How many slices of cake did they eat? How many times did they have to roast that pig? Does any of this stuff keep? What do they do with the leftovers? Does anything get taken home after a shoot?” … *Sigh* Why am I like this?!
  • Did anyone else look at the bricks and things laying about and wonder if they were just a little too modern for the time period? No, just me then? OK


Overall, there wasn’t that much to dislike about 501. For me it ticked all the right boxes and I, for one am VERRA excited for this season and what’s to come. I think the Regulators story line is a good addition and I’m curious (if a little concerned) as to what will play out. Also, Duncan Innes. He was mentioned but…. Did we actually see him? I don’t think so. So again, another story line that has me curious.


I’m looking forward to next week!


Outlander is back baby! Better, Bigger and Stronger than ever!


Bring on 502!





This Blog Should Have Another Title But….

Would it be alright if I labelled todays blog “The Day Sam Heughan Killed the Internet?” because honestly, that’s exactly what he’s done. Unashamedly and without a single ounce of permission.


If you’re new here (Hi!) and have no Idea what I’m talking about – then go and look at my twitter feed or go here:



It’s OK. I’ll wait. I’ll give you time to catch your breath.


Not going to lie. This is, hands down, the most incredible photoshoot he’s ever done. The guys that did this for Nobleman Mag did an exquisite job and it left a certain fandom in a puddle on the floor. My only hope is that they don’t run out of copies. I can’t afford one right now and I really want one. (Can you wait at least two weeks? Please?)


Right. Now to other news.


I think I’ve mentioned more than once that I am a human science experiment. And now is a good time to give you all an update on that.



For those playing at home things are actually getting better. Slowly. There was a time where I seriously began to wonder if everything, I was doing was actually going to get me anywhere. For the longest time It always felt for every step forward – there were 19 steps backwards.

That was until towards the end of last year. At the time I was seeing an Osteopath, a neurologist, a physiotherapist and a dental surgeon. There was a lot going on.  I was (and still am) working 3 days a week (part time) and not being able to make as much money as I used to – it was straining the hip pocket, so something had to be done.

At the time, my Aunt was visiting from Perth, Western Australia. She was staying with my Father for a period of 7 weeks – while they went on an over seas trip together.


Upon their return, my Aunts sciatica was playing up and, after some searching-  found a chiropractor just down the road from my Father’s house – so, she went to try them out. After two sessions her sciatica was all but gone.

Suffice to say, I was convinced enough. After all, I had thrown everything else at Me and it wasn’t really getting anywhere.


My first session left me able to move in ways I hadn’t been able to since March 2016.


(Interesting observation: They also claimed my jaw pulled to the right. Much like my Osteopath said it did. Most people comment and say the right-hand side of my face appears slightly droopy and my jaw pulls that way. The only person who says it doesn’t – is my Dental Surgeon. Go figure)


So, as a result I’ve been able to drop the Osteopath and the Neurologist. I’ve stopped taking meds (I was on Lyrica 150mg x 2 a day) and apart from a fluid retention tablet (for other reasons) I’m off all other medications moving forward.


I’ve been seeing these guys for a few months now and things are genuinely improving. (if you live local you can check them out here ) They’ve worked wonders for me I can’t speak highly enough of them.


As well as this, I have a new Physiotherapist. She’s really nice. A former Olympic Swimmer.  She’s taken over from my previous PT who left Active EP just before Christmas last year. Her focus with me is core and strength. This is going really well. (Between this and MPC – I’m gaining more of my mobility and strength back every single day. I’ve written blogs about MPC before. Just scroll through my entries and see for yourself)


So yes, things are finally getting somewhere. I still have to find a way to shift my jaw back into its correct positioning – but something is bound to happen soon.



Thanks for reading,




PS These links are not in any way a promo. Simply wanted to add them here to show you what I was talking about ^_^








The Struggle is Real

Tuesday, 9:30am


I’m sitting here trying desperately to find something to blog about.


It’s the worst feeling if I’m honest. Knowing I’ve promised myself to keep to a weekly posting schedule – despite having nothing happen over the course of that week – to give me anything to write about.


By my side sits my iPhone 11. The Red Dressed Lady. Well, she will be once the case I ordered six days ago from China ships out.


That said, given the nature of what’s happening over there – with the spread of the Coronavirus – I suspect that it’ll be shipped after the quarantine has lifted or, if not, I shall simply need to look at other alternatives because I’ll never see that phone case for as long as I live.

(Which is fine btw. Really don’t want a package full of virus thank you very much!)


So, my letters to people is going well. Another three shall be posted this weekend – bringing the total to eight so far. I’m communicating with one person via email – which I don’t mind doing. It’s a novelty and bit of fun


I’m hoping that by writing letters, it’ll help with my blogging situation.  I mean, as in, keeping regular practise.


So far, I’m struggling to piece anything of significance together and it does frustrate me.


I mean, there’s always Outlander fandom stuff. There is always stuff going on there – but let’s be honest – everyone else writes about fandom stuff and they write about it better than I ever could.

And besides, the only thing I want to say there is – WE’VE GOT 2.5 WEEKS LEFT TILL SEASON 5 … WHERE IS THE SEASONS PASS ITUNES?? GOD DAMN IT!!




Where was I?


Oh. That’s right. Here. Right here. Blogging about nothing.


Goodo. Excellent.


At least I’ve written something today… and that’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.








A Letter To A Troll. TaJa The Wonder Nope. The Outlander Fandoms Biggest Pain In The Ass and My Own Personal Stalker. (AKA The Tony McGill Obsessive)



Before I begin with this blog, I need everyone to know that originally, I had no intention of making this public. It was simply an exercise in frustration. A way in which to vent the fact that someone I’ve never met had taken to trolling  myself and my friends on Twitter.

Originally, it was a bit of Twitter tit for tat.  It was petty. It was childish. I’ll be the first to admit that, but as time went on it got worse. For all of us. 

Over the last 6 months we have reported this menace to Twitter repeatedly – only to be told that they weren’t breaking any rules and would not be shut down.

While I will endeavour to write this ‘Dear Taja’ with humour -its purpose is to highlight the lengths this individual will go to, to ruin a person’s experience online. 

With that in mind, I also wish to point out this person’s dangerous obsession with the private lives of the lead actors of the hit TV show Outlander. While I don’t expect anything to be done about this, I hope at the very least, it’s bought to their attention. I feel it’s something they deserve to be made aware of. 

Finally, nothing I’ve posted in this blog is new. Everything here has already been seen by all of us at one point or another. That said, names and twitter handles have been blacked out to protect those that may not be aware.

 It is my hope that after this they cease their trolling and leave myself and my friends alone.

Dear Taja,

When I first began writing this, I wanted to show off. I wanted to show you that I was good at something. I used a lot of big, clever and creative things called words to illustrate this point. But then I realised something.

I realised you’ll be reading this and therefore being creative would be totally lost on you so I decided it’d be a waste of time.

But, where are my manners? I should ask about you first, shouldn’t I? You’re right. I shouldn’t just outright insult you. What kind person would I be if I did things like that?

So, to begin. How are you handling Brexit? Did you vote leave or remain? Is Boris Johnsons hair still the only interesting thing about your country’s current political situation? (Messy, trashy and all over the place.)  If I had the choice between watching Boris Johnson faff about being your Prime Minister and a pole sticking out of the ground… I’d choose the pole. It’s more interesting, has more uses and nobody is embarrassed by its presence on the grounds of Parliament!

Political affiliations aside though, it’s been an interesting 6 months hasn’t it? You with all your witticisms and clap backs across the Twitter-sphere – shouting them into the void with the speed and veracity of an angry, rabid monkey throwing freshly made turds at poor, unsuspecting passer-by at the zoo.

Firstly, based purely on your bio, (before you deleted it, of course) you’re into Outlander, Bon Jovi, Aerosmith and AC/DC. By your own admission to me in a tweet, you’re also a happily married Mother of two teenage girls, both of whom are in High School. Oh, and your Husband is a lawyer. Apparently.

Let’s discuss.

  • With the exception of Aerosmith, your taste in music is bollocks and you deserve to be cancelled for that alone.
  • You’re into Outlander? Are you? Could have fooled me. Seems to me you’re more into being a twat and a massive waste of space who enjoys shit posting complete strangers online – but If you call yourself an Outlander fan, who am I to argue?
  • You have a family. I pity them. I’m second hand embarrassed for them. The poor darlings. Having YOU as their Mother and YOU as a Wife! Some mistakes were made here and by the end of this, I hope they come to realise that

But I digress. The reason I am writing this ‘Dear Taja’ is because we need to discuss the reason you exist. We need to look at your trolling. The constant snitch tagging of a certain corner of the fandom and why you find it necessary to go on and on about the private life of Caitriona Balfe.

The thing that gets me is that you love doing this. You really do. It’s for the attention. You can’t get enough can you?  I mean, look what I’m doing? I’m giving you all the attention right now. Here, have all the attention you greedy little narcissist you!

In fact, you love it so much that I’m honestly convinced you believe you’re some kind of 7th wonder of the world, like the Taj Mahal or something… when really, in reality, all you are to everybody is a massive Taj- Meh- Nope!

Taj-Meh-Nope. I like it! It suits you!

So, Taj, with all this talk of Brexit, Boris Johnson’s hair and pole placement in Parliament – I wonder if it’s dawned on you yet that I’ve figured out where you are?

I mean, it wasn’t that hard to be honest. You practically tweeted the official Outlander_Starz account yourself!

Oh wait… You didn’t know I was going to use a screen-cap, did you? Do you think I should have mentioned this? How very Un-British of me! You Brits always ask permission to do things, right? Politeness and all that? Politeness, the drinking of tea and the ability to stand in a queue while complaining about the weather… that’s stereotypically your lot isn’t it? Well, it used to be till you came along. Now, it’s standing around, screen capping twitter accounts without consent, (from an android phone no less!) while bitching about a fandom you claim to be a part of. Way to ruin a stereotype Taj! Sheesh!

Therefore, I’m sure you won’t mind if I post screen-caps of your tweets in my blog. After all, as they say, A picture tells 1000 words and yours tell quite the fascinating story.

Firstly, you appeared on Twitter in October 2018. Considering we’re pretty much into December, that’s what? Almost 14 months? Well done. I hope you’re proud of yourself. The fact that Twitter refuses to shut you down after all this time proves there are glitches in the system that need to be fixed!

Secondly, you’re as predictable as flies sticking to shit.  You work in patterns. You tweet. You sound like a douche canoe. You panic and lock off your account in the hope of not getting caught. You spend a day or two deleting all of *those tweets* and then reopen your account- only to lay dormant till the next Outlander related event where Sam and Caitriona are in attendance so you can start your bullshit all over again.

Thirdly, you’ve had more name changes than Boris Johnson’s had negotiations for Brexit! (TJ, Taja, TJZ, Heavenly6179 and the bizarre 109876abfg just to name a few) and you’ve been reported to twitter under every single one of them. Sometimes though, when you think no one is watching-you give yourself a glow up. Like this:

Can we talk about this for a second? Firstly, let’s take a look at your use of emojis here. You seem pretty happy about something at a guess. Could it be that you were happy it was the first of November or could it be that you knew that I was planning to, after months of being trolled by you, going to deactivate my Twitter account? Of course, you did! That’s why you changed your handle. Indecently, this change occurred at 10pm November 1st, AEST. Exactly one hour after I deactivated. (I was chatting with friends on WhatsApp when it happened) which meant you knew exactly when I was going offline.  Yep. I left Twitter because of you. No wonder you were happy and wanted to party.

Naturally, you also knew that I tried everything else I could think of to be rid of you before I hit the deactivate button. Calling you out, getting mad at you, laughing at you, muted you, blocked you, blocked a majority of your follow/following lists and even culled my own account so I could be rid of anyone I thought suspicious. In a final act of desperation, I even changed my username and DP whilst in lock down so you wouldn’t find me. Truth be told, it confused the hell out of my followers when I did it. Took them a week to figure out it was me. You on the other hand, had no issues whatsoever when I unlocked again did you?                                       

Correct me if I’m wrong, Taj but… Isn’t this called stalking? I’m positive it is. Being married to a lawyer you’d realise that, surely? You can’t possibly be THAT stupid …can you, Taylor-Jane? (Shout out to your other toll account, Jane Sinner for that gem of a find! Oh and FYI – You’ve been reported under that name as well!) Taylor-Jane? The names of your Daughters? God, I hope not but, if they are, I couldn’t think of anything more disgusting! Using the names of your children to cover up your identity as an internet troll!  Remember how I said I was second hand embarrassed for your family? This is why! You are the absolute worst and belong in the bin! That aside, I’m going to continue calling you Taj-Meh-Nope. Like I said, it suits you!

One final thing before we crack on with business. There’s the issue of distance we need to discuss. Did you know I’m 15,196kms away from you and your stupid Android phone?  Geographically, that puts me over the other side of the world. Australia to be exact. Do you know where that is? Ask Sam. He knows. We made him eat Vegemite on toast and Haggis that was suspect at best on national television. We’re still trying to apologise to him for that- but that’s beside the point.

Why me Taj? What have I ever done to you? I’m curious as to why you singled me out for the “Trolling 101” treatment.

I’m not special really. I’m 5’1, 42-year-old Married woman with 2 cats. My star sign is Taurus. I have a part-time job in Customer Service. My favourite colour is purple.  I can’t cook worth a damn. I like to sing (albeit badly) and I love Whisky. I binge watch Outlander on a regular basis. What’s the problem?

I tweet about Sam and  Caitriona like you do … Oh wait, no…. You’re an aggressive #SamOnly aren’t you? You’re very anti- Caitriona. Extremely so.  As a rule, you’re quite happy to shit all over her and her work on the show. You don’t support her charities and you certainly don’t give a damn about any of her other recent projects like The Dark Crystal or FvF. You are however, incredibly interested in her private life.  In particular, certain “events” that took place in August this year. It’s not something she likes to talk about. The less said about it the better. In fact, anyone who even tries to discuss it – gets their asses blocked!

That’s why you tweet about it right? Because she doesn’t like to talk about it?  Of course, it is! But It’s not just that, is it, Taj-Meh-Nope? Being a digital advertisement for someone’s private life isn’t entirely the reason that you’re here. There’s the other reason. It’s the reason everyone is reading this. It’s the reason you’ve become a thorn in the Fandoms side. The reason you’ve become nothing more than a disease. A plague. A vile, disgusting, spiteful, hurtful, mean, nasty little troll.

Your abject hatred for Shippers. For a little over a year, you’ve waged a one-person war against this corner of the fandom.  Shipping is nothing new. Shipping happens in every fandom, in every genre around the world. Shipping has been a thing since the beginning of Fandoms and Outlander is no exception.  I hate to brag ( but fuck it, I am going to!) but the shippers in this Fandom are some of the funniest, sweetest, nicest, most supportive, creative and wonderful people I’ve ever had the privilege to call friends and I be dammed if I’m going to let you ruin that and take it away from me! Yes, we ship Jamie and Claire. We ship Sam and Caitriona. Hell, we even ship amongst ourselves and it’s great fun!

It’s OK. Everyone at Outlander HQ knows what’s going on and that we exist. They weren’t born yesterday. They don’t need you snitch-tagging for us. They don’t have a problem with it so why do you? I don’t know why you hate it so much to be honest. Let’s look at facts, shall we?

  • Shippers pay the big bucks at Conventions
  • Shippers do a better job at promoting the show than its own PR department and they do it for free
  • Shippers want to see Sam and Caitriona together at all the things, make the most noise for them at events and throw more support behind them when it comes to their charity work and non-Outlander related projects.
  • Shippers make the memes and gifs that Sam and Caitriona USE THEMSELVES online
  • In 99.99% of cases, it’s our side of the fandom that they tweet to the most.

I ask you, what is there to hate? I see nothing but positives here. Of course, Anti’s are similar in that –

  • They like seeing Sam and Caitriona at all the events
  • Support their charities and non-Outlander related projects
  • Are quite creative and unique in their own right

But, that’s where the similarities end. They have their own way… It’s just not ours. I talk to them. They’re not disgustingly horrible people as some would have you believe. They just see things differently and that’s OK. That’s cool. They’re still fans and at the end of the day, despite the differences, we’re all in this together and that’s what makes us The Best Fans Ever!

And then there’s you.  I mean, yes, this fandom has its share of trolls and stalkers. Ex-shippers and haters – we wouldn’t be a proper fandom if we didn’t have to deal with that- But you? You take the cake. You go beyond standard fandom fuckery rules and take things to a whole new level. Shit posts from a shit Human Being.

Taj, in this humble Australian’s opinion, there are pieces of poo in Tanzania that would make a better Human Being than you and, If I have to resort to pointing out that bits of shit in an East African country could, when stuck together, make a better Human Being than you –  then that’s saying something!

But, predictably, like I know you will, you will deny everything I’ve just said and continue your “Shippers are the worst ” trolling on the internet-  much like a religious zealot on a mission from some half assed God – With tweets that have about as much of an impact as a cold piss in a paper cup!

However, sometimes, just to mix things up a bit – You speak truth. (Not too sure about the rest of that tweet though. Hmm, I may have to come back to that. Also, where do you get off calling Caitriona, Cait? Only Sam gets to call her that!)

It’s true. You block shippers all the time. In fact, there isn’t a single one of us who would deny that you block us. I have proof. For example, here is what happens when I look you up from my main twitter account

If I were to ask my twitter pals – I bet, you a penny to a Great British pound that they’d see the same. We’ve all muted and blocked you in return. Realistically, that should have been the end of it. You can’t see us. We can’t see you. That’s what muting and blocking is for. To get rid of things you don’t want to see in your timeline.  Yet, no, matter how hard we tried- you decided to deal out your trolling cards and ‘up the ante ‘ (Pun most definitely intended) and you ended up with a hand like this:

Not that I’m about to call your bluff or anything but, the question I have Taj-Meh- Nope is – if you’ve admitted to blocking us all…. How do you get your hands on our accounts to screen shot them? This is privacy breach Taj. Surely your lawyered-up hubby has told you all about the Privacy Act?  Also, I’m not sure if you’re aware – but you see that screen shot you have of mine dated 17/05/2019? The one you RT’d?  It’s got the little lock symbol for a private account. My account was in lock down that week. I was cleaning it out. So, I am VERY interested in how you managed to get your hands on that screen shot. Very interested indeed.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, the mystery as to how it is you get your grubby little hands on our tweets….

Maybe these screenshots here will tell us?


For fuck sake Taj-Meh-Nope!  It’s TUMBLR, OK?  TUM…BL..R!! If you’re going to stand on a soap box and preach to the masses (which at time of writing stands at a whopping 28 followers!) make sure you’ve got the names of your social media platforms down before you do so! Otherwise, you’re going to look like a right na-na aren’t you?

Secondly, and all jokes aside – You’ve a mole on the inside then? This tells me it’s someone everyone follows. Either that or, as well as your two troll accounts, you have another side account posing as a shipper!

This is a terrifying thought. You’re right. None of us know who you are online. But i bet people know who you are out there in the real world – and after they read this- they’re going to think so, so much less of you aren’t they? I’d imagine they’d think you’re lower than whale shit to be honest. But, remember – You did this to yourself. No one forced you to be an Internet pest.

Now, your claim that a Celebrity is onto me… What do you mean by that exactly? This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever read! I mean, of course I follow verified accounts on Twitter. It’s a thing everyone does. As you’d know -seeing as you’ve hacked my account so many times- that a few verified accounts follow me back. Including, but not limited to some of the cast of Outlander.

You know, your whole celebrity theory reminds me of a rather fun and interesting period of my life, and I feel I need to share it with you. I hope you like stories, Taj! This one is an absolute cracker!

Between 2007 -2014 I was heavily involved in the Melbourne comedy scene. In fact, I was doing Stand Up comedy on the amateur circuit. I was having the most wonderful time and i was doing great guns! As well getting gigs on a regular basis, I was writing regularly for YAWP magazine – which was an online publication that focused on Comedy, not only in Australia but around the world.  I was even lucky enough to write a spread on the history of the Edinburgh Fringe Festival – which, if I recall, was received very well.  (You’d know all about that festival wouldn’t you Taj?) as well as events local to my hometown like the Melbourne International Comedy Festival and the Melbourne Fringe festival. I was even a Stage Manager for a few small shows during this time – which was a wonderful experience and one I’ll never forget. As time went on, I got to meet some very, very Influential people in the industry – TV presenters, Producers, Network executives and, as luck would have it, I had a list of A list of Australian comedians that I could call friends ( and still do to this day) as long as your arm.

Sadly, due to suffering a nervous breakdown at the end of 2014- I had to give it up. I couldn’t do Comedy anymore. But, them’s the breaks. (There have been various other medical things along the way but they’re not important to this.) Thankfully, I’ve been able to keep in touch with most of these friends and it turns out that one or two of them have Comedy specials on Pay TV – Foxtel – as it’s known here in Oz -while others have gone on to make successful movies for both the local and overseas market. You’re not going to believe this but, some of those movies made by my very clever and talented pals have direct affiliations with SONY PICTURES.  It is also interesting to note that Foxtel airs Outlander here express from the U.S. What’s that got to do with the price of fish you ask?  Let’s do the math shall we? My comedy connections + Foxtel x Outlander / Starz= Sony!  Basic maths, of course, don’t want to over complicate things for you- but I’m sure after my friends have read this, they’d be more than happy to talk to some people for me!

Small world huh? Suddenly 15,196kms doesn’t seem so far away does it?

But then, maybe you don’t mean it that way. Maybe when you said a Celebrity is onto me you meant fan interaction, perhaps? It’s that thing they do that keeps folks interested. It’s part of their job. They love the interaction as much as we do and just like everyone else – I’ve had my fair share of likes and replies from the Outlander cast on Twitter. Honestly Taj, you belligerent wonder-numpty, you’ve lost me. Because unless you are legitimately jealous of my pinned tweet, where Sam congratulated me on my efforts since joining MPC  over a year ago ( which leaves me baffled as that has nothing to do with any of this either) – I really have no clue as to what you’re talking about.

Speaking of not having a clue what you’re talking about:

My friends and I are stalkers and trolls? I think you’ll find, if you examine the facts, Taj-Meh- Nope, is it is YOU and only YOU that is being the troll! A troll, that, in an effort not to be seen as a troll, calls out someone who is not a troll, for being a troll. Do you know what this is called Taj? It’s called Irony. This has more Irony in it than the song IRONIC by Alanis Morrissette! I kid you not! The main difference between your IRONY and her IRONY? Hers was IRONY everybody liked to listen to!

Again, with the assumptions Taj. The thing with me is, I don’t block for the sake of it. I have to have a valid reason for blocking someone. I’m not a petty blocker. if I was, then I wouldn’t have the following that I do. When it comes to this fandom I talk to (and hopefully make friends with) everyone. I don’t judge people. I don’t make assumptions.  Everyone has their favourite character and that’s fine. I live by one rule. If you’re nice to me – then I’ll be nice to you. If you’re capable of having a laugh and a civil conversation, then you’re OK by me.  That said, I will block idiots, morons, Trump supporters, gun lovers, bigots, racists, homophobes, God fearing single white men looking for love, anyone claiming to be in the American armed forces, The Prince of anywhere, any fake celebrity accounts and you!  Like I said, I need a reason. You are a reason. A daft, dim-witted, nope of a reason, I’ll grant you that, but a reason, nonetheless. And calling me out on my hypocrisy? Are you kidding me?! Do you even read your own tweets? Good Lord!






Nice little mention of my couple of backdoors there, by the way. Who knew they’d come in handy, flying things and all! Wait, hold up!  You think I don’t like Caitriona? Where did you get that Idea from?  It’s not like I’m the one who tweeted things like this:


You bell-end. You’re certainly not going to win any friends or favours with tweets like this. It’s not a good look Taj. Do you honestly think you’re going to get in Sam’s good graces by shitting over someone he not only works with, spends most of his time with but someone he actually cares about? I doubt it. I doubt it very much. And you have the audacity to think it’s the shippers who don’t mind their manners?  In fact, it’s a bit “pot calling kettle black” and its proof that your kettle is as black as fuck and you really need to clean that shit up! How hard is it to be mindful and show respect to others?


You know, like you want my friends and I to do?   it’s not that hard to follow your own advice and lead by example is it?


By the way…  You sure do mention Tony a lot in your tweets don’t you?  Why is that? No one else does. As I pointed out earlier, not something anyone talks about. Least of all Caitriona. Remember what i said about being a digital advertisement for someones private life? This is what I’m talking about!                                                                                                                                                                                         

In this tweet alone you’ve just admitted the following.

A) You know where a person can get their hands on this information and

B) In what format you are able to get it in!

This is absolutely astounding! Why are you like this? No one, not even an anti would post this publicly, Taj!  Jesus H Roosevelt Christ!

Let’s try another one. Surely, out of respect, you’d – Oh. No. I was wrong. Here you are telling everyone where they live (and business interests to boot) that by simply doing a search on the internet you can find out a complete stranger’s financial situation. Now look, one can argue that this is probably public knowledge already and blah, blah, blah and I’m sure he’s an honest, upstanding taxpayer like the rest of us. The point is, why do you think this something the Outlander fandom needs to know?  No one else, especially not shippers, give a toss about things like this. Come to think of it, most Antis don’t give a toss about this either.  Bit obsessive Taj, don’t you think?

Also, what’s a Goggle? Is this another Tumbler?? I’m confused.

Has anyone ever told you your spelling and grammar is absolutely atrocious? Because it is. Truly.

And what the bloody hell is this acronym? GTFU? What does that even mean?  Goats That Fly Upwards? Gary the Fat Unicorn?  Gather the Floating Umbrellas? Help a lass out here, will you?

You know, for a woman claiming to be married to someone in the legal profession (which, at this point, I’m calling utter BULLTWANG on by the way) you come across as a bitchy, whiney child who has just been told they can’t have any ice-cream. Honestly Taj, grow the fuck up!

Speaking of obsessive… what’s all this about. No one was asking for photos of Caitriona and Tony, Taj. NO-BO-DY! You don’t even have this many photo of Sam on your twitter account and for a hard core #SamOnly that’s pretty tragic and please, please stop hassling Eddie. Eddie doesn’t need that kind of ridiculousness in their life!

So, let’s recap. You troll me and mine on Twitter because we’re fans of Sam and Caitriona, we respect their privacy away from the public eye and we MOST CERTAINLY DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES DISCUSS THE MAN IN THESE PHOTOS!

Do you understand? This is why we do what we do, Taj. It’s so we leave shit like this alone. This is not what we’re here for. This is none of anyone’s business!

And yet… You can’t stop tweeting about it, can you? Are you hoping for a shag? Is that it? When you go to bed at night, is that what you dream about?

*Spoiler Alert! *  It’s not going to happen! No one is going to touch you with a 10ft barge pole so cut it the fuck out already!

Even folks you have nothing in common with are telling you to knock it off!

I was wrong, Taylor-Jane… maybe you are that bloody stupid!

Does your Husband know about this? Your daughters? Do they know that this is what you consider a productive use of your time? Because, if they didn’t… You bet your trolling ass they do now!

It’s safe to say you’re quite unhinged.

Twitter, the powers that be at Outlander Starz and their lawyers need to do something about you. The internet is not a safe place for anyone as long as you’re part of it.

You need to seriously think about what you’re doing and the consequences of your actions. Stop trolling. Stop with the screen-capping.  Actually, just stop. Period.

We’re all sick of you and your shit, OK? We’re tired and we’ve had enough. It’s time to pick up your toys, your tweets and your side accounts and go home.

In closing, I’ll leave you with this classic miss- quoted tweet of mine that sums up this entire situation perfectly,

*Eye roll*

No. I didn’t say that. I said ‘ leave it be’ not ‘let them be’ you moron!  God, I wish you’d get your facts right before you shit post. I swear, it’d make everything so much easier for you. At least you wouldn’t come across as a brainless bampot half the time! What I also said was “And above all, don’t be a Cunt!”  Which is exactly what you’ve been to me, my friends, to Caitriona Balfe and to the Outlander Fandom in general for the last 6 months but you cropped that out.

Time to find a new hobby, don’t you think?  Go design a tee shirt about candy or something. I mean, as long as you’re happy, Joe… right?

Take a break Brandi. The unfollow button is available for you.

May you be snitch-tagged for an eternity and kindly go fuck yourself,


PS: There’s one last thing I forgot to mention. You absolutely hate “Receipts” don’t you? You know? That which proves things are what they are? You’ve always hated those, and you’ve made sure everyone knew about it! Like, say, this one for instance. You should loathe the very existence of this one.

In one single receipt- not only have you given me permission to do what I have just done (Which means from a legal perspective you have just fucked yourself over. You don’t have a leg to stand on and can’t sue me for anything) but you have assumed Sam has a significant other.

Does he? That’s odd… He’s not said anything publicly about that. (And again, just like Caitriona, his private life is none of your damn business!) Well, isn’t this a turn up for the books! You can’t stand the idea of him being with his co-star… but at the same time, you’re making an assumption that he’s currently dating someone. That means you have a narrative all of your own that you wish to be true. You believe him to be in a relationship with someone of your choice. You posted, in a now deleted one of *those tweets, * you believed he was dating “She whom you wished him to be holding hands with while on the Red Carpet” ( Yes I saw that tweet. I’m not going to mention the person by name – out of respect – but I know for a fact you know who I’m talking about!) For the record, he’s not. They’re just really good friends.

However, to avoid any further confusion-I have posted a definition of what you’re doing below:


It’s OK. You can thank Urban Dictionary later 😀