And Julie...Really, truste me honey, you are NOT wanted. It´s sad, and I´m sorry, better luck next time, Ok? You gonna be OK honey? Yeahh.. you are. You a talentful m´right?
I've set the comment settings to email me at my aol address whenever a comment arrives, and I'm receiving far fewer notifications there than I am at the new gmail address. In any case, the new address has probably solved the problem.
Hah. When I was very young, we had an old Remington typewriter with a very old ribbon. It was holed, and worn, but was good in parts. So I took it upon myself to cut it into pieces--throwing away the bad bits and keeping the good bits for a new, better ribbon!
Then my sister asked me how I proposed sticking the good bits together.
Caption: Evil Editor 
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*saves a brick for the next book*
That hurts.
Good grief. I need to check hotmail more often. Eight bounced messages to EE?
Methinks I am not wanted. *sniff*
And the response about the prize winning cock was really a good one.
(this is a test)
And Julie...Really, truste me honey, you are NOT wanted. It´s sad, and I´m sorry, better luck next time, Ok? You gonna be OK honey? Yeahh.. you are. You a talentful m´right?
YEahh...
I can't email EE either, Julie. I always have to post somewhere in the blog.
I got the bounce email, but my comment appeared anyway. The ways of blogger are exceeding strange!
I'm with McK. Funny in that ouchie funny kinda way.
So when are we discussing symbolism? Or brick walls? Or you in a buildy-thing?
Don't worry, Julie. We've all been bounced lately. Mean AOL.
I've set the comment settings to email me at my aol address whenever a comment arrives, and I'm receiving far fewer notifications there than I am at the new gmail address. In any case, the new address has probably solved the problem.
And Julie...Really, truste me honey, you are NOT wanted. ~
It's ok, I'm used to it.
*slides blade in the typewriter and slices ribbon to ribbons.
Hah. When I was very young, we had an old Remington typewriter with a very old ribbon. It was holed, and worn, but was good in parts. So I took it upon myself to cut it into pieces--throwing away the bad bits and keeping the good bits for a new, better ribbon!
Then my sister asked me how I proposed sticking the good bits together.
Unchosen captions:
This is what a metaphor looks like once some of you "writers" have finished mangling it. --freddie
See? Now do you get why that chapter just can't work? --anon.
Man, I LOVE vacation! --anon.
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