Tuesday, 16 September 2008
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Moving On
I'm done with Xanga. It will remain here for a little while, but I'll be deleting this soon enough. Maybe after I burn my last few credits on another month of (useless) Premium.
My new website.
See you over there.
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Comments (8)
Oh gawd, its like being back on AirTran.
We're going to meet Xenu on a rocket DC-8?
A CBT-style Exodus perhaps? ; )
Does that mean I get to ride in a Warship?
Wow. Three sub additions in the last twelve hours...and they're all spam accounts for European hotels. WTF, losers? THIS ISN'T MYSPACE.
Soooo glad I'm leaving. I need to tidy up the new site; doors opening next week.
Someone get me Fire Control on the line. Rome slipped past the Warship screen!
Well...hate to see you go.
[Completely oblivious to the vultures circling around, Bek walks in and begins going through all Ben's old shelves, cabinets, and sock drawers looking for loose change or perhaps something of value. Finding nothing, she begins to build a small alter in the middle of his living room to remember him by. In the end, sadly, the pire ignites what is left of his Xanga site and burns it to the ground...exposing a few remaining quarters underneath the well-worn carpet.]