I played with styles. I made an icon. Soon I'm going to write something and Friend people.
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[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Friend me, Ginger, friend me. (unless you already have.)
Me too, Ginger.
I loved playing around with my layout once I got a paid LJ. I'm having a hard time not changing it again, just because I enjoy it.
DH (who did NOT leave his boots at the office on Friday, unlike his idiot wife) went out for a snow walk and took pictures, which I am uploading to Snapfish now.
Nighttime snow pics. It's fucking gorgeous out there.
Ginger, friend me too! Friend me too! [pix_kristin]
LJ is productive! You can write poems and fic and commune with your buddies. You're doing something and it can be useful. Besides, you're not going to make me feel guilty for hugging my LJ to my chest and naming it George.
I have been playing on LJ on and off all day too! I touched up all my icons and feel very accomplished.
Lee and sj, could you tell me your noms de LJ?
I ended up with one of the plain styles, because I wasn't happy with anything I made. I think I need to work on that more, but the reality is that I really need to put my creativity behind redesigning my business website. If I really wrote a journal of my days, it would pretty much go, "Read NY Times online. Checked Buffistas. Tried to finish article due Monday. Finished Wednesday. Started to redesign business web site. Got distracted. Did a little more work. Checked Buffistas. Played Stack the Cats. Made dinner. Day Two. See Day One."
Mine is fiorituranotte.
I've not been back for a day or so... But I did find out if you google Munch/Kay chicating comes up...I like to pretend I set the standard.(friend me/ her if you feel like it, Ginger) Actually, I'm probably just late. But it's nice, all that Hepburn/ Tracy coming in handy. And when I posted Wirefic, some people's pixels screamed. That was almost more than even this feedback skel could take...like that Colombian shit.