bringin' home the bacon...
Jan. 29th, 2008 09:41 amDoes anyone know anything about wild pig/boar hunting? No, really. First-hand, not stuff you've read or seen on a docu.
In a different kind of wild bore, yesterday I got a spamming IM, informing me that my locked posts had been 'stolen' and were up at a url, which was displayed.
The person declined to identify themselves when asked, so I banned them. And no, I did not click on the offered link.
Dudes, anyone who wants to read my f-locked posts is more than welcome to. They show up every week or three, and I lock them mainly because they're filled with me doing terrible things like, oh, whining how tired I am. Or griping because someone pissed me off. Or muttering about things not working out properly and how the Universe hates me.
There are no deep dark secrets hidden in this LJ. I may say things that might hurt someone's feelings, were they to go digging, but that's what happens sometimes when you go digging where you shouldn't be, didn't your parents teach you that? And, truth is, I'm really not the quiet muttering type. If you've pissed me off enough for it to matter? I've probably let you know about it already. The rest is just fleeting annoyance.
*goes back to the writing stuff*
In a different kind of wild bore, yesterday I got a spamming IM, informing me that my locked posts had been 'stolen' and were up at a url, which was displayed.
The person declined to identify themselves when asked, so I banned them. And no, I did not click on the offered link.
Dudes, anyone who wants to read my f-locked posts is more than welcome to. They show up every week or three, and I lock them mainly because they're filled with me doing terrible things like, oh, whining how tired I am. Or griping because someone pissed me off. Or muttering about things not working out properly and how the Universe hates me.
There are no deep dark secrets hidden in this LJ. I may say things that might hurt someone's feelings, were they to go digging, but that's what happens sometimes when you go digging where you shouldn't be, didn't your parents teach you that? And, truth is, I'm really not the quiet muttering type. If you've pissed me off enough for it to matter? I've probably let you know about it already. The rest is just fleeting annoyance.
*goes back to the writing stuff*