HDJM was compromised by Malware overnight. I'm in the process of cleaning it all out and making the site safe for readers. As far as I can see (and the reports I'm getting from the malware cleaning software that's been running for two hours now) it's safe. I've sent a report to Google for them to confirm and remove the "malicious blah blah" screen that you currently see.
A reminder that all of us are essentially doing this for free. (Ads are...well. We're not making more than enough to support the cost of the hosting/domain rights, honestly.) Every person that works for the site spends hours of their own free time to provide you with entertainment.
So please consider that before you comment with a correction, a "hem hem, you need to know that..." or you know, not even consider dropping a tip in the tip jar. It's not required, of course. We all do this because we enjoy writing and sharing fannish love with an audience.
Just a reminder.and some of us spend more than full time job hours on this site and we get really f*cking emotional when it crashes and people start complaining and nitpicking about pedantic things, and there are other things we could be doing with our time, you know.
This message brought to you by a woman that needs a vacation ASAP. Oh, right. MONDAY I HAVE ONE.
(Also, I'm learning as I go here, so please. PLEASE. Just be thoughtful, you know? You don't need to talk down to me in private messages and comments. It's just dickish and it makes me want to run away. CLOSE FRIENDS THAT EMAILED MY PERSONAL ACCOUNT TODAY: this is not in reference to you. <3)
A reminder that all of us are essentially doing this for free. (Ads are...well. We're not making more than enough to support the cost of the hosting/domain rights, honestly.) Every person that works for the site spends hours of their own free time to provide you with entertainment.
So please consider that before you comment with a correction, a "hem hem, you need to know that..." or you know, not even consider dropping a tip in the tip jar. It's not required, of course. We all do this because we enjoy writing and sharing fannish love with an audience.
Just a reminder.
This message brought to you by a woman that needs a vacation ASAP. Oh, right. MONDAY I HAVE ONE.
(Also, I'm learning as I go here, so please. PLEASE. Just be thoughtful, you know? You don't need to talk down to me in private messages and comments. It's just dickish and it makes me want to run away. CLOSE FRIENDS THAT EMAILED MY PERSONAL ACCOUNT TODAY: this is not in reference to you. <3)
- Spock is::
depressed
'Oos dis bint, then?
stoney321- Laura Stone
- Hey, Don't Judge Me
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Fie upon those who try to bring my Stoney down.
On remotely linked note: when i was ten or so we had this really beautiful white old fashioned phone. It previously belonged to my gran but we got it after her passing. It was one of those old phones with a turntable for dialling and a heavy handset. One day i was speaking to my friend after thinking about the way a telephone worked (heavily inspired by Star Trek) and decided to test it. So i spat into the mouthpiece. After a second or so she asked if i had just spat into the phone and i was super excite asking "yes! Did it arrive?". LOL.... I don't even know what happened to the spit once i hung up. LOL. I think I'll ask my mum. Ha!
Hope this made you smile. Laughing at myself is ace! (BTW, I'm still sick still counting. But what shall i do come Monday? .... You however must have a fabulous holiday!)
Edited at 2012-04-20 04:02 pm (UTC)
Emails are great, let's chat?
Right now my work system is blocking me from logging in (so I can do some editing), but I'll check throughout the day. Once I get in I will do my thing.
Edited at 2012-04-20 05:33 pm (UTC)
*strokes your hair*
Everything is a target these days, everything with a Paypal link, everything with a login, everything with an ad or an email redirect or any sort of traffic at all.
Bitches be crazy.
NEW YORK, BABY! Musicals and eating and drinking out and good company. Think of it as sheep dip that will cleanse you of the hater lice that clings to your wool. Or, you know, something.
I am so jealous you'll be in the city! I'm only three hours away but never get to go as often as I'd like. HAVE LOTS OF FUN AND FOOD AND BOOZE!
Many hugs and no bugs to you, sweetheart.