Alright, so I’ve apparently managed to piss off the internet gods, and I’m REALLY not sure how. (Ne, who would that be in my chosen pantheon, anyways? I mean, the cunts were all thought up long before this shite existed…ehm…Thoth, I choose you! *lol* Punter’s probably pissed at me cause I can’t stand monkeys. Go wave yer baboon ass elsewhere, you! *twitch*) But, y’know, whatever their reasons, and be sure they’re not telling the likes of me, I am apparently only capable of going to half the places I want to go. Its insisting that Mel, Megs, and EmailGirl.net either do not exist or are completely unloadable.

And yet, Des, Lou, and fucking Blogger all load swiftly and pleasantly.

Bah. May the fleas from a thousand camels infest your armpits, who/whatever’s responsible.

sounds like drowning pool, “bodies”