Yes, it has come to pass that I must make this journal friends only. Therefore if you want story updates, leave me a comment below, and I will friend you. This is the last public post
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Wouldn't dream of it, love! Which reminds me; I've been remiss in reading and commenting on your newest fic. Today, or tomorrow I promise I'll read it all, and comment. *hugs*
Oh, I've been remiss in reading your stories too. RL sucks. And don't be sorry if you don't like my story - I've told you you wouldn't like it! Maybe you'll like the next one - but I haven't started it yet (LOL!) and it will take a long, long time until I finish it and post it!
Well even if I don't like it, I'm still going to at least read it. (lack of fluffiness doesn't bother me) If I honestly dislike it that much, I'll keep my gob shut, but most likely it will be lovely, and I'll give you long glowing comments. *snuggles* And don't worry about reading my fic. I don't think anyone reads it anyway. ^__^
Well, locking my journal, + some filters, privacy blocks for chat programs, and an email spam filter took care of things. Now that they are all in place, freedom is mine. Thanks for your concern! *loffs you*
Sankyu kindly, and fear not: I didn't plan to unfriend anyone, though it's all filtered now. I just want to make sure a certain non-journal user, ex-friend of mine can't read or post in my new entries. *hugs* We should really chat more, you know.
Re: *waves*demonesskageFebruary 16 2004, 12:00:29 UTC
I friended you last night, so never fear. And as soon as I sit down and read ptyx's new fic, I'm gonna shunt "Wold of Difference" into corner, and go back to True Faith. PROMISE.
Yes, I did. I was assured that the keys were the same and that yours would work, so I didn't mention anything. Sorry about that. Thanks for cats, though. They seemed happy to see me. The trip was fun, but tiring and I've got bruises still. Better than Scott, though. He got his hip messed up and possibly broke a toe.
Well that's what happens when you go away to be beaten with sticks. ^_~ I'm just glad you had fun. Oh, I owe you a 22 oz beer. I drank the one that was on your table, because there was nothing else in the whole place, and I couldn't leave to get anything. I still wonder why that key didn't work. I thought you'd said that you had tested it? *boggled*
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