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you got your hair done for this?
07/27/2006 = 07:53 AM

The most interesting thing that's happened this week is that, practically the instant I finished extricating myself from the Diaryland equation, I stopped getting spam emails.

I've gotten a total of three so far this week, whereas I used to have to clean out hundreds every day.

So, whoa, Andrew was right; there are bad random targeters on Diaryland.

I guess he just hasn't had time to deal with them, what with being too busy locking my dangerous hatey spamosity out of my buddies' guestbooks and comments.

Hurray for competent webmastery.

Nothing else of interest has happened.

Really.

I haven't even got a new pair of shoes so I could say, "I've broken in my new shoes."

Er.

I got blasted into space again.

And that, really, is it this week. I'm all worky.

Oh, here was something.

I am giving you, free of charge, the Comeback of the Week.

Coworker I Hardly Know: Ooh, you smell good.
Me: I am.

Okay, now that's really all I got. Except, let's have a moment of silence for my hetero lifemate's computer, which has rung down the curtain and joined the bleeding choir invisibile.

Tags: Diaryland, Blog in Space

drinking: mochaccino. ooh trendy
listening to: nothing
killer salsa ingredient of the week: shallots. i know. weird