Any email that begins "Dear Beloved Friend" (or that has those words in its subject line) is either from a funeral parlor, evangelical Xtians, or an East-African money laundering scam
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I hope the mood gets less black for you. But at least you can forge something fine from it. Take heart from the fact that you'll never write the vanilla the whiners crave.
Most of my LJ friends and I have moved over to Dreamwidth. It's pretty much the same thing, but with more sensible owners (former LJ people as it happens.)
Most of my LJ friends and I have moved over to Dreamwidth. It's pretty much the same thing, but with more sensible owners (former LJ people as it happens.)
Erm...
I've heard some really, really foul things about how foul the owners of Dreamwidth are, and their antics. Now, they might still be better than the people Six Apart sold LJ to, but...
That’s about right for dealing with the whiners. The universe deals out some really unpleasant cards at times. We play our cards as best we can, but we can’t all put together a hand of “I am so pleasant that I emit sunshine from all my bodily orifices”.
(I count each chuckle wrested from an uncaring universe as a victory, particularly when I can make my darling obsessivewoman laugh through her migraines.)
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Yeah, that's a dorky question.
I think it's worse than dorky...but maybe that's just me.
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I rather take heart from picking their flesh from between my teeth.
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(Me, I want stingers.)
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Most of my LJ friends and I have moved over to Dreamwidth. It's pretty much the same thing, but with more sensible owners (former LJ people as it happens.)
Erm...
I've heard some really, really foul things about how foul the owners of Dreamwidth are, and their antics. Now, they might still be better than the people Six Apart sold LJ to, but...
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I may post details tomorrow. I'm fact checking.
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Didn't know that one. Thank you.
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It's one of my favorites.
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but we can’t all put together a hand of “I am so pleasant that I emit sunshine from all my bodily orifices”.
Hey, at least you just made me smile.
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(I count each chuckle wrested from an uncaring universe as a victory, particularly when I can make my darling obsessivewoman laugh through her migraines.)
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