Monday, October 10, 2011

Our journals, diaries - or whatever we want to call them - really are our BFF:) No matter what we tell them, they never judge us. They never tell us we’re wrong about our feelings or that we should do things a certain way. These days they’re even better when we can block trolls from being able to view what we otherwise don’t mind sharing with most others.

After a short quiet spell, the troll started harassing poor Kim and Aly again, leaving harmless but stupid comments. That’s not the point, though. It’s not what she says; it’s the fact that she’s leaving comments after being told not to contact them. Being followed and contacted at every single site you join, harmless or not, really has a way of putting the creep in creepy. Yet as dumb as the troll is, she’s obviously aware of her actions and that they’re wrong as you can see for yourself on her own blog.

I told them about that site that lets you block IP numbers at sites that allow for the insertion of coding and so now she’s blocked from their favorite blogs. I didn’t realize at first that you could choose where to have trolls redirected. I thought that was part of the upgrade, but it turns out that only having a customized “fuck off” page is part of the upgrade. Therefore I decided to send her to a place more meaningful other than their own default redirect page which leads to a site that sells clocks. I sent her to her own damn blog, LOL. That oughta confuse the fucktard to end up there every time she clicks on my blog! I’ll probably change it just for fun every week or so as we know damn good and well she’ll check regularly, like multiple times a day to see if she can get into one of our sites. Love how Aly sent her to NSYNC’s Bye Bye Bye video. :)))

As for eBay, the Barbie lot has been put on hold cuz some fucker failed to pay us for the two dolls they won. The reason they’re on hold is that we want to make sure eBay pays us the $10 in fees we lost on account of the person first. I don’t think there’ll be a problem but we certainly wouldn’t want to sell through them ever again if there is.

I’m getting sick of this part-time friendship with Nane, but I also understand that she has to live her own life and do her own thing. I never expected to hear from her or anyone else every day and wouldn’t want to; I just wish they wouldn’t let several weeks go by so often in between messages. Oh well. They’ll get to me when they feel like getting to me and when time permits, although it’s hard to believe anyone could be that busy. I have other friends who work full-time and have very active lives when they’re not at work yet they still find time to drop me a quick hello 2-3 times a week.

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