Category - Social Networking

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Facebook language options
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LiveJournal entry – September 3, 2006
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Quit yer crying…
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Yikes

Facebook language options

I wish Facebook still allowed us to list on our profiles the languages we speak. These were mine:

  • Cat meow meow talk
  • Ancient Peruvian goat herder tongue
  • Swearing. Lots of it.
  • The language of the tacos
  • Foul, when provoked
  • Sarcasm
  • A little English

LiveJournal entry – September 3, 2006

I just found this 5-year-old LiveJournal entry. I have absolutely no memory of who I was writing about, but it was obviously very satisfying to rant about at the time.

Looks like my “restaurant rant” prompted a good LJ friend (at least someone whom I thought was a good LJ friend; she certainly behaved interactively, as if she were interested in what I had to say) to drop me. And to drop me unceremoniously at that — no heads up, no g’bye

Fast food joints as an emotional trigger; who woulda thunk it?

I have three words for that person: go to therapy!

OK, so you know what? I have too much going on in my life to deal with this bullshit. At this point, I am inviting anyone else who is irritated with, angry at, or bored by me to do the same. Just fucking drop me and move on. And, yes, I am serious.

As you know, I write about VERY personal issues in my LJ. Not always, but sometimes. Sometimes I write about superficial crap like TV shows and ships, and sometimes I just RANT about meaningless shit cuz ranting is a fun exercise for me. 😉 But, yeah, I write personal intimate stuff in my journal; I am into the interactive thing; and I consider access to my journal a privilege for you (just as I consider my access to your journals a privilege for me).

So like I said, if you don’t enjoy what I have to say, or you don’t get me or whatthefuckever, please leave now. Don’t keep pretending to be my “friend” when you’re not. If you’ve been considering it for awhile, just do it. Buh bye.

Thank you.

Quit yer crying…

I am really tired of the personality disordered nitwits who post their material online and then “waa waa waa” when they don’t receive the precise type of feedback they desired or expected. If you’re that thin skinned, don’t post your thoughts or your stories publicly. I am not “mean,” but I am opinionated and direct. I am not “politically correct,” but at least I’m honest. Deal with it and quit your crying.

Yikes

I was a WordPress virgin up until about a week ago.  Thus far, I have:

  • Had my web hosting company migrate my old account to a newer one that supports WordPress
  • Reconfigured my two domains (web & email addresses, and other items) related to that account
  • Installed WordPress at the server level
  • Tried out several themes and finally decided on one
  • Tweaked and tweaked and tweaked this theme, trying out various different headers, color schemes, etc. (even so far as doing minor editing of the theme’s basic css)… and then tweaked some more
  • Downloaded and installed several widgets
  • Added pages, links, etc. (this is not nearly done)
  • Pulled in posts from my Tumblr and Pinterest profiles
  • Deleted the “hello world” default introductory entry
  • Had several frustrating moments, periods of intense confusion, and some near nervous breakdowns

So how am I doing?? 🙂

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