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Apr. 28th, 2004 11:51 amMy webhost/e-mail server has been dead as a rock for two days. Grrrrrr. This means I can't post the photos of my wangdoodle that you've all been clamoring for.
I'm a terrible non-commenter on LJ at my best, but even more so lately. But it ain't 'cuz I ain't readin'. For instance, I know that recently![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dangerpest has entered into a passionate relationship with a garden gnome, bohunk has been fired from a tempestuous stint as Stevie Nicks's personal assistant after an unfortunate event with a randy fingermonkey, and motherevol has staged a series of protests for Amnesty International decrying the unlawful imprisonment of some guy named Don. And the rest of y'all are living the dream, forging your way, honing your skills, and getting your swerve on.
I'm reading Sound of the Beast: The Complete Headbanging History of Heavy Metal. It's decent. I'm also trying to finish the third Harry Potter, though the ending is sort of confusing me. Yes, I'm reading the Harry Potter books. (Shaddup!) And yes, apparently they're above me.
I've felt kinda headachy and stretchy all week, and this morning I can feel some congestion in my chest. Time to score some Claritin, I guess. Probably doesn't help that for some reason I've been smoking like a fiend lately. Gotta quit that.
Did I ever tell y'all that I've been shocked by a plastic bottle of mustard? It's true. Twice, months apart. I guess I looked at it wrong or something and it just went off on me.
Dammit dammit dammit. I was gonna post a picture but I can't because my blasted host is down. So y'all will just have to wait some more for the wangdoodle.
And now the e-mail server at work is down. The Internet sucks dick.
I'm a terrible non-commenter on LJ at my best, but even more so lately. But it ain't 'cuz I ain't readin'. For instance, I know that recently
dangerpest has entered into a passionate relationship with a garden gnome, bohunk has been fired from a tempestuous stint as Stevie Nicks's personal assistant after an unfortunate event with a randy fingermonkey, and motherevol has staged a series of protests for Amnesty International decrying the unlawful imprisonment of some guy named Don. And the rest of y'all are living the dream, forging your way, honing your skills, and getting your swerve on.I'm reading Sound of the Beast: The Complete Headbanging History of Heavy Metal. It's decent. I'm also trying to finish the third Harry Potter, though the ending is sort of confusing me. Yes, I'm reading the Harry Potter books. (Shaddup!) And yes, apparently they're above me.
I've felt kinda headachy and stretchy all week, and this morning I can feel some congestion in my chest. Time to score some Claritin, I guess. Probably doesn't help that for some reason I've been smoking like a fiend lately. Gotta quit that.
Did I ever tell y'all that I've been shocked by a plastic bottle of mustard? It's true. Twice, months apart. I guess I looked at it wrong or something and it just went off on me.
Dammit dammit dammit. I was gonna post a picture but I can't because my blasted host is down. So y'all will just have to wait some more for the wangdoodle.
And now the e-mail server at work is down. The Internet sucks dick.
