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I am a rubbish LJ-er. RUBBISH!
If everybody posted the way I do, LJ would actually collapse. It would be a pitiful ghost town, wind whistling desolately through its dusty hallways, cobwebs festooning the shadowed corners. At the end of an echoing corridor, you think you see a pale flash - a sign of life? No. Just a dirty rag, flapping to and fro in the breeze. Far in the distance, a wolf howls in despair as it realises it has received zero feedback for its really very good actually 12,000-word epic Littlest Hobo fic.
Anyway. I've also lost the ability to reply to things, apparently. So thank you, everyone who had something to say to my ideas on replacing my brain with a rockery, or the pictures of my new house. You are all so very much appreciated, I'm just a lazy arse who doesn't deserve to be responded to.
Wrt the rockery issue, I considered it, but stuck with the vital organ in the end -- I'm crap at gardening anyway. And generally, feeling much better now, so that worked out well. Yay!
My sofa should be arriving on Monday. Cripes! Hope I like it, after all this. Don't worry, I shall take pictures.
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If everybody posted the way I do, LJ would actually collapse. It would be a pitiful ghost town, wind whistling desolately through its dusty hallways, cobwebs festooning the shadowed corners. At the end of an echoing corridor, you think you see a pale flash - a sign of life? No. Just a dirty rag, flapping to and fro in the breeze. Far in the distance, a wolf howls in despair as it realises it has received zero feedback for its really very good actually 12,000-word epic Littlest Hobo fic.
Anyway. I've also lost the ability to reply to things, apparently. So thank you, everyone who had something to say to my ideas on replacing my brain with a rockery, or the pictures of my new house. You are all so very much appreciated, I'm just a lazy arse who doesn't deserve to be responded to.
Wrt the rockery issue, I considered it, but stuck with the vital organ in the end -- I'm crap at gardening anyway. And generally, feeling much better now, so that worked out well. Yay!
My sofa should be arriving on Monday. Cripes! Hope I like it, after all this. Don't worry, I shall take pictures.
Nothing else has occurred.
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