I wondered who would remove RIP the piece I had on the forum about last night
I am dismayed to find it was someone I liked and had respected..
It was also a journal piece, but found it's way to the forum, because at the time it affected many users and, admin were dismissive of us, the end users.
but, I realise that criticism isn't too welcome.
There was a commment on my previous entry from an admin who said I should've been 'patient for a fix'.
Well, no-one one bothered telling us there was a problem early Monday morning: and, as I have stated.. all admin seemed dismissive to those who contacted them, bar Bones, who at least tried to help.
Patient? I'd thought it was my PC, as I'd been informed the previous time something like that happened!!!
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And yet you never asked me, instead you choose to attack. That is your choice in how you behave here.
Why would I?? You're not as friendly, nor approachable as you once were.
So why seek aid for myself, from you?
That doesn't make sense. Does it?
The problem was reported and they were waiting for an answer themselves- what else could anyone do? Cancer came back pretty quick and fixed it all, and even went beyond that.
It's hard work maintaining such an online community. It would be nice if there were more kudos for that, instead of people not allowing for a stitch of error. I mean, how would you appreciate your work being held to that standard?
Cancer works his ass off trying to make this place better every day, and instead of recognition for that (all the awesome changes that we've seen lately alone)- he is slammed for a minor glitch.
Beyond all that, you have no idea how many messages might have been coming through about this, and is gets impossible to answer all of them. You wouldn't know unless you were on the receiving end. There's a reason for everything, and it's not 'the man' trying to keep you down. People were hard at work, and answering everyone again just to say 'it's being worked on' takes time away from taking care of that work. Patience is a virtue, and I ain't just whistlin' Dixie.
I have nothing but admiration for all Cancer has done here.. but when some people are wrong.. it should be acknowledged and people dont' deserve to be spoken to poorly, as happened.
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I think the man has listened to you.. I get no ads now :) coolbeans!
Mistakes happen with all sites, and if you can't be patient for the fix- then there is no helping the situation.
i am in total agreement with you
I think this site makes enough revenue from the PM's, the ad's are obviously a bonus.
I once said i was getting popup's as i jumped from page to page but the Admins and such DENIED it and tried to put it on me and my computer (Idiots)
It was later proven that i was not the only one receving these very annoying pop's.
Though cancer may have fixed your problem it seems that people will have to pay for the privilege of non pop up ads and to that i laugh.
I'm just to good with money to waste on some silly "pop-up blocker"
'The site you are trying to reach is loading. You will be taken there after this ad completes...
Clicking on this ad will not affect your next page from loading. The link will open in a new window.'
After getting this time and again.. it was time to leave VR.
Sometimes when you dwell, it’s good to ask: ‘What's at the head of the list??’
Is it being a people pleaser?
Then you either need help, or to reprioritise: go for the help; just ask.
And, if taking care of people is becoming burdensome, then you need help, to do something you're not going to stop doing.
There will be one person, there generally is: it's identifying that person and letting them know you need help. For instance, see the new story, just up.
It will explain better: about me learning to hug, again. You see, I learnt how not to hurt again. It was all a matter of not feeling the damaging emotions.
After a while, it became easy to learn how to not feel.
But, shut some out, you shut ‘em all out.
And, knowing the alternative, it's always worth it. Seriously, think on and believe in the strength of ‘you’ more.
I know that and most times remember. You know it and choose to ignore what you can remind others to do.
And, if you doubt what I say, then read it back again: nothing wrong with either my English comprehension, or your ability to understand things. In effect, don't kid a kidder. [or from nick, after being arrested for selling weed, "never blag a blagger", same thing, really.] You understand. It's easier not to.
Yet, as when one chooses, you can often find, what you happened to think, was Lost.
Just think of when it was you were who you wanted to be: and over time, follow a path that returns to you that person. Believe me, I know that it is possible.
I genuinely, categorically know so.
I wouldn’t do anything Saturday morning, till I’d watched that last disc and ended ‘The Legend Of The Seeker’, which has enthralled me so.
Then in the evening Mike called round and I finally saw ‘The Da Vinci Code’ and, I became aware of why there was so much hype about that film, it was excellent.
And the whole bit about the persecution of women by the Catholic church and the treatment of them as witches was ever-so well portrayed. Yeah, good film.
The evening went well considering my folks are out to confuse me.. [Dad having problems with the HDD machine again.]
My father admitting he needed help was an awkward sight to watch.
aye.. when it coming to doing and fixing things.. he knows it all and does: yet not this though.
I got interesting later on though.. [like many creatives .]
Ahhhh, the luxury of the Little Thing’s,
like a strop with your Little Mother about
where a Primula should go; ‘coz once
again the supervisor has spoken, as the rain
falls outside and, I’ve arisen from the warm
luxury of my pillow, which has rested my
head, while I’ve watched episodes nineteen
and twenty of The Legend Of The Seeker;
and, I type as I listen to the rainfall and remind
myself yet again, that I mustn’t forget to put
the milk bottle out, afore bed…
I'm gettin relaxed for the Apocalypse.
[voluntary work ~ Abondon Hope All Who Enter This Place.. they never come back, a second week.]
my journal entry.. for thursday.. we have a new volunteer staring.. and the pace has increased, so I'm getting home real tired.
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Awww this is a nice post.
Tell me, have you read the Sword of Truth Chronicles???
Sunday night my Father had offered me the money I’d need for the hygienist. Monday afternoon I had gone out to the dentists, on a blue-sky showery day, picking up the Radio Times on the way. Then having learnt that it would cost $38 and having made my appointment I called at Mikes to acquire what I wanted. On the way back from Mikes, I crossed the road as a car was coming toward me, which I haven’t done for years. Anyway, once home, I decided to do some tidying up of the front lawn, in part as a thank you for the money and what did he do? He came our after I’d tidied up, to find something I’d missed. It seems that I still can’t please my Father, after all these years of trying.
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yeah my 'rents are like that theres no pleasing them
I think alot of parents are like that Angelus. ~hugs~
First one then another told me they like what I wrote: and, it's only in the last year or so that I started rating myself and what I can do.. half the fun for me, is the research.. like when I did my own Angel, or even Dark Angel.
[17/08] Angelus: On your travels, again eh??
[19/08] Fyre: Hello from Memphis! Back home at last.
[19/08] Angelus: I trust you are well Fyre??
[20/08] Fyre: Well, I walked into insanity, but I am alive.
[01:44] Angelus : just typed 1984 and you said that! BOSS
On the way back from Seabank Road, toward the New Brighton end; I’d paused long enough to meet Helen and learn that 191, where I delivered the application-form, was at the corner of Osborne Road, as she had reminded me.
I began to reflect on the username of the fellow on VR, whose profile I had found so unacceptable.
And, even though I’ve spoken to the fellow since and find him a rational being, I’ll concede that I’d found all he’d written unsettling.
I mean for a kicker, there was the word Trust in his username: a highly sought commodity that few have and everyone wants.
I lost it in ’98 and dislike being proven right on my assumption I’ll be disappointed; when I’d really appreciate being proved wrong, as I so rarely am.
And, if the fellow is accurate in what he says, then he has the right to sound as bitter and twisted as he does: [in other words, like I have done.]
The pity was, all I saw on his profile acted as a trigger for me that brought forth long forgotten memories I thought I’d come to terms with.
I’d told the fellow I’d been in recovery seventeen years. I lied, as it’s only twelve.
And I guess it was his honest and quite direct outpouring of vitriol, towards someone that I see him as still caring for that got me.
I mean, he sounded as I did, all those years ago, but today. And, that was sad.
Subject: TruthHurts on Vampire Rave
Question: just seen this profile.. I thought flaming of any sort was not allowed?
btw..
...for my own reasons, I understand his anger, tho cannot condone what I saw there.
Thursday morning woke with me getting up late: I guess that’s what sitting up late writing, after a pique of the blues. Then after helping get the housework done, I phoned up after two lots of application forms.
One phone number had got me through to an automated line, to leave an address; the other line had got me through to a real person, a real novelty nowadays; and I’d been told that as there was a postal strike, they’d drop if off for me.
Thinking that what I’d been told was incredibly kind, taking into account that their staff had no-one living in the area, I said, ‘thank you.’
And, just as I was changing I was told, “There’s someone at the door, for you.”
Sure enough, there had been, a lady in her trackie’s, who had the application form in hand. When I’d offered profuse thanks she’d just said, “It’s alright, the boss isn’t in the office.” Either way, it’d been good of her.
Then, I walked water the lawn’s after my Father’s fertilizing, beneath a blue-sky on a blustery day: after which I’d sat in the back, eating strawberries and natural yoghurt.
… if you don't wring change now.. after two ex-fiancee, of four years, both abused sexually by family [I learnt] who cheat on you with best friends.. mine and theirs.. you may become as bitter and twisted as me. I have been.. and, on bad day's.. I can be still..
I am fine, most of the time.
..but man-oh-man, if you don't know, how do you explain those bad day's to those who don't understand them.
And, all of what I've written of, is why I choose carefully who I talk about depression with.
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yeah not everyone can handle that loves nor understand that*hugs*
You talk to your friends, honey- that is what we are here for. If we can talk about swords and the like and poking holes in the landlor, depression (of which I suffer from as well, for different reasons) is a snap.
You don't need to explain yourself to any bugger, except occasionally Her Maj's Finest! And customs and excise...
Those who know, know...
after years of thinking I was totally normal, (finding out that true, you have depression) it was hard to accept that at first. I do know what you mean about choosing who you speak to about it. I try for the most part to tell myself that I will get better. to explain to some one that doesnt know me, I just say I have my good days and bad days and leave it at that. But Your friends, those few you cherish and love do understand. Smiles, thats what we are here for. will always be here. :)
Tuesday night, just before the evening meal, the microwave died. Divergent opinion reigned, as to which course of action should be taken. Little Mother was all for going with getting it fixed, albeit it was out of guarantee and, was soon digging through old receipts. Dad had been more thoughtful and suddenly disappeared, after they’d seen to their meal, the old-fashioned way. I’d looked out the back, to find that he’d gone out in the car. When he came in he was muttering about something. It turns out that he was going on about the controls being different on all the new models, from that he’d become used to. Well, I was hungry and had decided I’d use it. Now I hadn’t leapt straight into using it, while my Father wanted to study the manual assiduously. But I’ll admit, I didn’t read the manual thoroughly, just enough to do as I wanted, hence missing a couple of salient points. When it had been pointed out what I’d missed, I’d decided to take on board his suggestion and join up the dots, in my head as it were.
So as it happens, I’d been able to learn how use it’s basic settings, to cook the meal I’d wanted. All-in-all though, it was a good study in two divergent learning styles, that of mine and my Father’s: his being studious, with mine with pragmatic. It had been interesting and loud at times, as needless to say, we’d both figured ours had been the only way. How very human of us? But I’d chosen to listen, at the right time. Later, as I went to bed, I had popped my head round my parents bedroom door to say, “Mum, it’s something you can use!” Then I went to bed, with far too many ideas’s to relax and, ended up writing until about 2:00 a.m. or so.
Having little to no desire to replicate my emotional state from Monday night, I logged onto Yahoo and killed any messages waiting for me from Jamila. Last time she was away from VR she had told me she would return, which had pleased me greatly.
Yet, once she had come back, she had seemed different, less communicative: and then after her leaving this time, I had hoped to keep contact through Yahoo. And, that would’ve been fine, except for being concerned for someone who sees me as part of the problem, another one of ‘them.’
To describe that as a pity is a tremendous understatement.
As it happens, there was someone on Yahoo, who was prepared to listen, to me, as I’d wanted to listen to Jamila and I talked it all through: and, by the time I left for the doctors, to have my blood pressure done, I’d felt ever-so much more relaxed.
[Oh-boy was she helpful!]
At the doctors I sat with a nurse in the same office where I’d had my blood taken: and the results were already in. Transpires my cholesterol is still just above what it should be, but as I follow what’s on the diet sheet already, ‘it could be gennetic’ she told me. Then once my BP was taken, which proved okay, the nurse told me of a letter that was being sent to anyone in the practice between 40-75 offering a CVN. Well, as my results were in, with a lifestyle survey done, she could go on a template on the computer and do this cardio vascular test there and then, if I wanted. Well, needless to say, I say ‘yes, go for it.’
Turns out I have a six per cent chance of having a heart-attack in the next ten years.
And, though there was a mild wind, a blue sky and a warm day meant a sweat was quickly earned as I walked from the doctors to the dole, to sign on.
When I got home, little Mother had more than a few little jobs waiting for me; and, Dad had me holding a hammer, to so he could re-shape a rivet in a ladder that is actually seven years older than me.
It was then that I could sit down in my room cross-legged the Dell before me, to write of the day as I’ve seen, with the prequel to ‘Dollhouse’ on in the background.
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I love dollhouse
I wish I couldve been there to listen to you & I am sorry the doctors and your parents are causing you stress Neil :(
Come Monday morning I was up real early, too early in fact. I’d had to be up to see the Phlebotomist. I had woken early as I’d been dreaming of having my bllod taken, in a most unsanitary manner. But, that’s my fault, for going to bed and saying to someone that I’d be seeing ‘the vampire lady.’ As I have Raynards I take Adalat, hence the tests and, another one tomorrow. When I remembered the fact that I needed the blood test I’d forgotten that I’d need a blood pressure test as well. And so as I left the surgery I made the one for the blood pressure, which as it turns out, I’ll be going to just before my walk to sign on: and as I type, I’m actually quite looking forward to it.
But, back to the test: I went in there and announced my presence, saying I had an appointment with the ‘vampire lady.’ And it hadn’t fazed the young receptionist, not one jot. “Paul…?” She’d asked, using a name I’d recalled from ‘neighbours.’
“No,” I’d replied and given my name.
Then I sat to waited to see my name flutter by on the LCD display on the wall in front of me and above my eye-line. Needless to say, there was nothing to read, bar Country Life or Closer and by the time I’d find something to divert my attention for a few minutes my name flashed up on the screen, in red of course.
Anyways, I went in and there she was, sitting before a desk, that was against the right wall as I’d walked in, a short dark-haired lady in a white uniform, with a nice smile. I’d made to sit on the seat before her, as she said to me, “Will you slip your arm off?”
Now I’d realised what she meant, but it had sounded funny.
“Do you want to change that?” I’d suggested, with a smile.
So I slipped my jacket off and sat in the chair, the sleeves of my shirt already rolled up to the bicep.
She had turned in her seat and taken my hand in hers and laid my hand on the desk, palm uppermost, then begun to tighten a fastening around my bicep.
She then forward as we kept talking and I found myself unintentionally palming much of the Phlebotomists full left breast, as she slid the needle into my vein.
It was either the fact that I was doing what I had been, or that she was as good at her job as she seemed, but I felt no pain: and, I hate needles.
And that brings me to what we talked of, as she put a dressing over the injection area; it turned out that she is scared of needles herself and has an operation on her knee soon, prior to a trip to Florida.
Anyhow, having had my shoulders and wrist done, I was assuring her that the operation will be worth it and not as bad as she thinks it’ll be.
To me, her fear is what made her so good at her job; she knows what people like me feel like: and, in this instance I learnt what she felt like.
Dateline 16th August 2009 and now over two hundred British soldiers have lost their lives in Afghanistan.
Questions are being asked, like why are we here?
What are our soldiers actually dying for?
Russia, American and Britain: What is this threat posed to all these countries that they have to become involved in conflict in Afghanistan?
All these countries see a threat there that needs to be countered.
Yet no-one sees a threat in Zimbabwe, under President Mugabe, where many have died and many more still suffer under his regime, strangely enough.
Am I being jaded, to think that two hundred British soldiers lives have been lost so far, to protect an oil pipe-line running between Russia and Afghanistan.
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Dear friend, try reading "Ghost Wars" by Steve Coll. It may help you understand. I am not saying it all makes any sense, but may give an understanding of the history behind the current situation.
Guardian
Oil = life, that's the reality for some countries, right or wrong it is so.
It's horrifying that these things happen.. Never understood them.. It sickens me...
CND stated it very early on...
Then on Saturday Mike and I watched ‘Beowulf’, one of the most original films I’ve ever seen, with Ray Winstone, Anthony Hopkins and Angelina Jolie.
It’s a movie that is almost pure CGI, barring the fact that the characters are ‘drawn’ over the original actors, hence the fact that the somewhat fuller-figured Ray Winstone looked so svelte and muscled.
I do recall an article with him where it was written that he wished he really had that body which suited Beowulf’s suitably ‘heroic’ actions, in a wonderfully crafted, visually stunning film.
Then again, I’m sure Anthony Hopkins is glad he doesn’t have the corpulent body he has in the film, in his role as the old king; and, I am positive Angelina Jolie might look as good in Life, with gold covering much of her undoubtedly beautiful body, but perhaps not with a snake-like tale, which she had as the Grendel’s Mother.
It was an excellent telling of a tale I knew: written by Neil Gaiman [of the Sandman comics] and directed by Robert Zemeckis [of ‘Back To The Future.]
‘Keep a memory of me not as a king, or hero, but as a man, fallible and flawed …’
~ says Beowulf, to his queen, before his final battle.
Saturday’s are days that I generally don’t like, for the memories of an ex that I used to cook for: and now, I choose who I cook for very carefully, Well Lucie called on Friday and felt confident enough in my abilities to be willing to eat anything I cooked.
She even tells a story that goes like this: ‘faced with a cupboard and a fridge that is almost empty, you’ll make a tasty meal of virtually nothing.’
After the meal, made of scraps and a few eggs, we sat and watched ‘Crank 2’ a damn enjoyable movie, which I’d enjoyed, almost as much as the genuine emotion in the farewell hug.
On 00:13:04 Aug 14 2009 (-0 GMT) ********** wrote:
... Nevermind.
On 00:14:13 Aug 14 2009 (-0 GMT) Angelus wrote:
a place of existential existence.
Well, I had this out with Stabb. Norris is/was and always will be a pussy.. hence the fact.. no more films .. (a) and, Van Damme is the new Norris.
[similar acting abilities.. tho still better than Seagal.]
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Other then no more films...he got tired of getting the same scripts over and over...same character...so he went to TV.He retired from acting because he hit his 60's and figured he couldn't kick anymore.
Ha Vam Damme sucks anyways lol
Have I ever expressed my opinion to you of actionmen / sportsmen and reppresed homosexuality?
Steven Segal should be dragged into the street and beaten to death by old ladies with purses.
There am I in the new video on Dailymotion, wearing a gas mask and asking, “Are you my mummy?”
And, today I receive notification in my email of a comment on Dailymotion for the video.
So I went to looksee, as you would. This is what I read: 1 hour ago by ferdy3
so funny also loved the kitchen dancing to summertime blues any chance of a request how about suspicious minds by elvis you could do that brill cheers keep up the great vids
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Is this an Empty Child reference?
i thought i was the only one you sent that to? lmao.. i vote for suspious minds.....smiles.
I took wellingtons to The War On Want a mile or so away from where I live, an my lower back doesn't aches now.. but as we all know, I'll be fine once I start travelling to the Pool to poison the homeless.
And besides, it's sunny and there's a walk to be had and holes to wear in my shoes.
I logged onto VR this Wednesday after fulfilling a promise that I’d intended to keep for awhile, only to learn to my shock that my DarkInfatuation had left VR.
And, I’ll swear blind, I fon’t know what the reason is, but she’s the third person I’ve really liked who has left of late. Like wtf!?!
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*hugs*
aww I am sorry do you still have her on like another contact somewhere else loves
I too five you a big hug.
give
‘Against The Dark’
Young boy: Who are you?
Hunter: Tao
Hunter: We’re not here to decide right, or wrong. We’re here to decide who lives and dies.
So says Steven Seagal in this Hybrid of ‘Blade’ and ‘Last Man Alive’.
Federal Government operates Hunters, ex-military men and women, who are trained to kill. Steven Seagal and his friends are part of this ‘urban legend’ – these trained killers in long leather coats, carrying katana, machine pistols and assorted killing knives.
The only problem for our ‘heroes’ is that if they don’t clear Sector 7 before sunrise, the whole area will be militarily sterilised; and they and any survivors they have found will be terminated.
Meanwhile, they have to get to the sub-level and the exit, avoiding blood-thirty infected killers; and the question is, ‘will they make it out in time?’
Is this a Steven Seagal Vampire Movie? If not, it’s the nearest thing to it so far.
And ‘yes’, for that reason alone, I’d have it in the VR database?
..
“Anyone want to feed the database folks??”
On 00:27:54 Aug 09 2009 (-0 GMT) Angelus wrote:
.. and, I finally finished it: longest short story I've written this year.
and the young lady I wrote for messaged back:
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU ARE AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!! FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BEST STORY IN THE WHOLE WORLD EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D WOW!!!!
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I finished my bugbear story.. and, the young lady I wrote it for let me put it up.. nice Lady!!
For day’s all I have been thinking of is dialogue, characters and plot for this story that I said I’d write and finished, Saturday afternoon, just before a well-needed bath and some relation for my muscles. All I can say is that such intensity of writing can actually tire you: or in this case, rob you of every moment of the day, so intent have I been on finishing it for when I said I would. But, I finished it, finally.
I got in at about 21:34 on Thursday, when I’d normally be getting home from the project, in one fit state, one to eat. Thankfully I’d left dumplings and chicken for me. And boy, I had almost forgotten what it’s like to research a character, prior to Angel, after all, so much of my work is based on a slice of a part of my character and personality and yeah, facet’s, ‘facet’s of me.’
This time it has been Chris Angel, to use as a character, for a nice lady, but wow, is it weird, writing scenes’ with him, as her and.. yeah.
I’d needed the walk, so called on a friend, who had some ‘My Own Worst Enemy’ for me and we ended up drinking and smoking and, this was thankfully after I’d picked up my Mother’s medication. Now that’d been fortuitous.
’Outlander’.. a cross between ‘Planet Of the Apes’ .. ‘A Connecticut Yankee at King Arthur’s Court’ and... Vikings.. and, ‘Alien.’
James Caviezel Kainan
Jack Huston Wulfric
John Hurt Rothgar
Sophia Myles Freya
Ron Perlman Gunner
Cliff Saunders Borimir
Bailey Maughn Erick
Quote:
Wulfric: This is where your ship went down?
Kainan: That's right.
Wulfric: In a lake?
Kainan: Don't ask.
I'm bouncey and tired.
I've just seen a good film, so mind is buzzin..
Outlander. oWoW.
I don’t know who Ulmir is, but there’s a profile I won’t be visiting, ever. Certainly not like I did out of curiosity when people I didn’t know blocked me. In fact, this fellow [or woman] cheesed me off so much that I didn’t return to my own beloved thread, nevermind the one referring to drug use and vampirism. This fellow [or woman] was insulting to others on VR, with his/her ‘drugs are bad’ philosophy.
Now that wouldn’t have been too bad, as there one or two others, who had the same attitude, well Live and Let Live says I: but, don’t be insulting; and, just as bad, don’t be closed-minded. This Ulmir was both, even when a senior reminded them that such action wouldn’t be tolerated. And, when the thread was closed, because of them, they said Morrigon and ImagineInWords were stifling debate. Noway. Unlike this individual, they had and were maintaining the VR terms and conditions, whereas this individual managed to insult anyone who he’d a different opinion about drugs than him/her, one of the most closed-minded individuals it’s been my misfortune to run across: and, all I can say is “Why do those who demand tolerance are the least tolerant of all.” I mean, this fellow/woman ranted on about free-speech, whilst slagging of the opinions of others. That is wrong, oh-so wrong and pretty-well why I don’t participate in the main forum too often, there is so little real debate in some of the thread, just the ramblings of those who NEED to read THEIR OWN WORDS: [like I’m doing here.]
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sahahria
21:36 Aug 31 2009
Cancer's post on this thread:
Cancer
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The Prince of The Dark Network
Don’t let the adverts influence YOU! Boycott ‘Halloween.’
Posted: 13:48:48 - Aug 31 2009
Times viewed: 19
First of all, I substancially cut the number of ads that Premium Members now see. Refer to my recent Site News post and the Premium Member message that I sent to all Premium users.
Second, the issue was a glitch and it was fixed in about an hour. Once I was notified about it I got to work on it.
Glitches WILL happen. If you really think I want VR to run that way (ads serving between every page view) you're crazy. From VR's inception I have done nothing but work on making this site as functional as possible. I work hard to make this site run as smoothly as possible. Last night's issue was a temporary problem, no different than when a section goes down or the site goes offline. Issues happen with large sites.
Angelus
01:27 Sep 02 2009
the post was closed by Nightgame.. so where was this??