sheldrake

I'm starting to think of LJ as a sort of stinking, flea-ridden puppy that keeps gleefully bringing presents of dead rats, old boots, used condoms etc to its increasingly 'wishing we'd gone to the decent pet-shop actually' owners. Yes, thank you LJ. We don't want that, it's dirty. Put it back in the river.

No, LJ... nice try but you see I use LJ, Twitter and Facebook for different things. I don't want the crossposting, no. Go and put it back in the river. Bad dog.

(This post brought to you by a long day following a sleepless night, thank you roadworks.)