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Comment on About by bibomedia.com

bibomedia.com — Thu, 06 Mar 2008 12:01:14 +0000

Comment on where oh where have I been? Not london, and not one queen. by Legal Eagle

Legal Eagle — Sun, 23 Dec 2007 05:14:12 +0000

My brother in law has coeliac’s disease. It took years to be diagnosed. I’m so glad you found out what was going on, and that your son is thriving again. Fortunately, there’s a lot of products out there these days – we’ve even managed to source gluten free beer for my sister’s partner (not that your son should be drinking that yet).

Comment on Don’t poo poo on my apocolypse by Maximus

Maximus — Thu, 20 Dec 2007 14:26:01 +0000

I would like to see a continuation of the topic

Comment on where oh where have I been? Not london, and not one queen. by blonde canadian

blonde canadian — Sun, 11 Nov 2007 12:07:56 +0000

Hmm. There’s a boy in my year 7 class who farts ALL THE TIME. I wonder if his parents have had him checked out.

Comment on Mother is a mchine by lostinsuburbia

lostinsuburbia — Tue, 30 Oct 2007 20:20:47 +0000

Oiy I know. Overdue bills make me hyperventilate. Since I don’t tend to buy paper bags….I need the billing to be up to date and paid well within due date.

Comment on Mother is a mchine by sclozza

sclozza — Mon, 22 Oct 2007 06:15:31 +0000

Good to hear it! There are some good people in big companies, they just tend to get eaten up. We switched to a mobile/line bundling deal, done in a very messy way. We had a specific individual to contact, who was very good and actually followed up on things. I would have thought good CSRs (ie, who actually cared) would command a decent price, but they don’t seem to.

I am the same with bills. I thought I was fairly alone on this. If I get a bill, it will get paid that day (if I can make it to the post office on time). If not, first thing the next morning. My parents wait until the absolute last minute to pay their tax bill, if it was me it would drive me nuts. What if there is a problem and you can’t get to the PO on time?

Comment on Don’t poo poo on my apocolypse by lostinsuburbia

lostinsuburbia — Mon, 30 Jul 2007 03:57:10 +0000

Junk mail….ugh. I don’t have enough worms to feed my junk mail to. I really the hate the junk mail disguised as legitimate mail, usually from the members of parliment not-explaining their policies before the election – I find that not only annoying but incredibly irresponsible especially since many politicians are making Global Warming a platform, so why not create pamphlets, fliers and letters and kill a few more forests in the name of campiagning?
//end rant now.

Comment on writers angst by lostinsuburbia

lostinsuburbia — Mon, 30 Jul 2007 03:46:38 +0000

I agree, a creator needs to bleed a little for his/her art. In this particular piece I have been writing, it feels too close to home, even though it’s not autobiographical. I feel like I am bleeding too much.

I love historical fiction and have long admired those who do it well. I lack the ability to do it justice. (I am not adverse to research it’s just I can think of a million and one other things I would rather be doing.)

Comment on writers angst by Matt

Matt — Sat, 28 Jul 2007 12:34:34 +0000

I think it is necessary. I think any piece of art that didn’t require its creator to open up a part of his or her soul isn’t really art.

While I can’t directly relate to your experience – I play in the historical fiction sandbox, so the mirror that is my writing is clouded by two thousand years of history – I can say that I poured a lot of myself into my book over the last four years.

But I ultimately got just as much…or more…back from it, as well.

Comment on Don’t poo poo on my apocolypse by Matt

Matt — Sat, 28 Jul 2007 12:26:32 +0000

I agree pretty much 100% with your sentiments regarding global warming. I don’t exactly buy it…and think our arrogance that we can understand what’s happening with our climate borders on hubris. But that’s no reason that we can’t be environmentally conscious.

The thing that gets me, though, is junk mail. Coupons, direct mail pieces, credit card offers, etc. Every time I check my mail, I find myself wondering how many trees were cut down to make all the junk mail delivered that particular day, and how much power was used to process and print it, not to mention how much gas was used transporting it, ultimately, to mailboxes across the country, where 95% of it will be immediately thrown away.

At least nappies serve a purpose. Junk mail? If I had a parrot or something, I suppose I’d be able to cover the bottom of his cage, or something.