The only way you can be removed from this list is to avoid users reporting your site as a source of spam – either by changing your behavior, or by negotiating a cease-fire with the unhappy users.
The only thing I can think of is that some sites are seeing my notify emails as spam, and since I’m not about to stop sending those out, I guess I’ll just have to keep re-sending bounced emails.
A pain in the ass, but I’ll do it. Because who loves ya, baby? That’s right, no one loves ya like me.
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I have something embarrassing to confess. I’ve set the VCR to tape the Ben Affleck/ Jennifer Lopez interview on NBC tonight.
Shaddup.
Fred can’t stand Jennifer Lopez, but I kinda like her. Whether she’s truly diva-like in real life or not, she seems like the kinda gal who knows how to have fun. I’m not crazy about Ben Affleck though, because his huge face just scares me.
Sorry, lovers of
The Affleck.
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There’s a new entry in
Not Terribly Crafty, if you’re interested.
Since we’ve been spending so much time watching
The Sopranos lately and I can’t stand to just sit and watch TV – if we’re watching something I’m not terribly interested in, I’ll read; otherwise I cross-stitch – I’ve been doing a lot of cross-stitching lately. Three ornaments in one week is a personal record, for sure.
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Because I’m somewhat of a dork, and also because I really REALLY love the Jack Reacher books, I visited the website of Lee Child, and requested a signed picture of him.
It arrived the other day, and I was minding my own business doing something, and I felt like I was being WATCHED. I looked down and saw Lee Child giving me the concerned look. I moved the picture to the other side of the desk, and again felt that sensation of being watched. Again, the concerned look.
No matter where I moved the picture, his eyes followed me. It was a little creepy, to tell the truth. Maybe I should frame the picture and hang it on the spud’s wall and tell her that Lee Child can see everything she does, and he’ll report to me if she’s misbehaving.
She’s almost 15. Think she’ll buy it?
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Cude ‘n cuddly…
Annoying and bitchy…
The stuff nightmares are made of.
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