Reasons I hate Blogigo
Because it eats my entries.
ALL THE FREAKING TIME.
Because sometimes it just wont let me log in.
LIKE WHEN I REALLY WANT TO BLOG.
Because it takes forever to load up on my computer.
BECAUSE ITS A CRAPPY SYSTEM.
And because half the menu options are in another language.
THAT I DONT SPEAK.
Blogigo, I hate you. If I wasn't such a lazy bint, I'd move. I would. I might. Maybe. New Year, New Blog? What say you?
In other news:
So sorry that you don't get to read the huge and entertaining blog post I just wrote, because Blogigo just ate it, and its midnight, and I'm tired, and I've already SAID everything that I wanted to say, so I don't really feel like retyping it!
Here is a short synopsis of my last eaten post:
I have to write a Christmas card to BB, and I'm struggling. Here are some witty and clever examples of cards I might send: Oh no, frigging blogigo ate them.
I got a new job. Here are some potential disasters that may befall me on my first shift: Oh no! Blogigo frigging ATE THEM.
I have a newly discovered and happiness enducing attachment to period drama. I have seen both Becoming Jane and Copying Beethoven this week, and they were both interesting, engaging and made me feel like me. Which is a nice way to feel. AND YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME BLOGIGO! HA!
(Looks like Blogigo and I are both happy about that one)
Here endeth the rant.
Goodnight, farewell, and a sweet Mr. Darcy-esque moment to you all, accompanied by the Grosse Fugue... just because it makes for an interesting juxtaposition.
And I am probably the only one who gets that, and the nerdy little sprite that is my spirit is doing a dance of happiness, so all is well 
Except at Blogigo, where suckiness still reigns supreme.
