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As much as there are times when I want to take Blogger out for a beer, nuzzle its manly neck and make more seriously inappropriate sexual advances to it, today not so much. I couldn't access a single Blogspot blog for what was probably only about 4 hours, but felt like eons. Were it not for my conversational skills, and a few other non-Blogspot blogs, I would have come very close to getting some work done.
That's a risk I'm not prepared to take.
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Tell me about it; I was forced to have conversation with my other half.
I quitely talked amongst myselves ..
Ack, I felt so disconnected. So very, very alone. ::shudder::
So I made up for it by going to the pub with a bunch of other bloggers...
THAT is why i don't "power blogger". Seriously, when I was trying to figure out what I wanted to use, I ran into them being down too many times to go with them. Sorry you had the same experience buddy! And hey, don't you dare get work done. Are you nuts?!?!
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