Today is my best friend's birthday. I wanted to put up some pictures and witty banter about her this morning while I was at home on my own computer, the place where the pictures are stored and where I wouldn't be stealing work time to rave about her.
This was not to be, as you can clearly see. When I logged on I received a message from blogger telling me that they think this site is spam. I choose to believe they are asshats and not that my writing is on par with spam. They not only blog-blocked me, they insulted me.
The worst part was when I read the message about it taking two freaking days to confirm that I am actually a human. Really? TWO DAYS? All you have to do is come over here and browse around to find that I'm an actual human. And also? I might actually die of creative constipation in two days.
Thankfully it did not take two days, but they didn't come tell me they had lifted their commie ban either. I just happened to give it another try after talking with Dr. Zibbs.
I apologize for being a whiny bitch at your sites and on facebook today. I was just very upset. I'm not very pleasant when I'm upset. I'm over it now. Bygones.
Happy birthday, Lil BRR! You're not an asshat and I love you.
We're watching you.
Wanna make out?
- Gwen
- One part sarcastic, one part naughty, and all parts awesome. ~ St. Louis, MO ~ You can email me at guenosdias847 at gmail dot com.
I'M A FIRECROTCH!
November 2010 was itchy.
TWTWTB, an award
Thanks, MLS! Be careful you don't papercut your nose with that kick-ass sign.
Official Award of EILCC
Designed by Soda and Candy
Totally made of win.
Thanks, I'm Not Benny!
That ain't no lie.
The award I give myself every Friday.
Cowguy Tippin'
I've been photochopped! Click here to check it out!
An Award From Mike
MONKEY SWORD FIGHT: There is no fucking way you can be cooler than this picture.
Gifties
Thanks, Princess Soda!
Can't Touch This
Because I'm awesome.
11 comments:
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! That's all I can say. Oh, and you RAWK.
Wow. That's teh suck! I'm so sorry you were having such a terrible day and I wasn't even here to cheer you up. What kind of internet stranger am I? :(
Please forgive me.
And happy birthday, Little BRR!!
Another year older, huh little BRR? If you're ready to start grasping desperately at straws, you let a feller know.
How random...SPAM!!! Your writing is nothing like Spam. Glad you are back.
In their defense that you might not be human, I've read that there are more robots living among as than ever. Well, I read it on the back cover a book. Hey, I guess that does count.
If you put "Happy birthday! You're not an asshat and I love you" on a card with a picture of a Golden Retriever, you'd have a real future in the greeting card business.
And shouldn't the tag be "I've got two things on my chest?"
Creative constipation is going to be my excuse for everything now on when I don't finish (or do any) writing.
And, with creative constipation, do you explode into confetti and streamers, like the Fairy's do when they get magical backup?
I never heard of that. They think you're spam? Shit, they just think I'm peanut butter. Bastards.
Yay, you're for real! I was so hoping.
It's kosher if he's Jewish.
Maybe you should stop writing posts that contain free tips for getting a gargantuan love missle.
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