September 29, 2009
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Dear Xanga,
I am uncertain if you are aware of this, but you seem to have misplaced another one of my posts in the ABYSS. I was innocently plodding along, writing happily and drinking tea when POOF it disappeared like so many Shriners after a parade. Listen Xanga, this may have been my very first post without photographs EVER and I was feeling rather proud of myself for that when you pulled the rug out from under me and now I am uncertain I have it in me to do it again.
How can you sleep nights, you toady little bag of gym socks?
love always,
Julie
Comments (9)
What a jerk.
that’s terrible! Bad Xanga!
It’s happened to me enough that I write all my posts in word, first. But that creates it’s own problems… gah. Bad Xanga!
doh! bad xanga! bad xanga! I hate it when that happens.
Gremlins.
Sometimes I have noticed that xanga has been a little bit wonky. I’ve had that happen to me too.
I now have a new insult to add to my life! Toady little bag of gym socks!
Bad xanga! :hammer:
How wude.
h-no:
Yeah. Word document, then cut/paste. Never seems to happen unless what your writing is excellent and of considerable time in the making.
Live and laugh right?
So now I have wondering thoughts of a garage somewhere in America with thousands of trikes and pegs on a wall with fez’s dangling dusty tassles. The least of America’s problems are the inner city frustrations, but perhaps they are clue.
thanks.
Stopping by to say hi