happy happy sarren happy happy

I used to be with Wantree, back when, and then I didn't have access to the internet for a while. A dark, dark period in my life I try to repress. By the time I finally saw the light Wantree had been subsumed by iinet and since that seemed like a good place to be, up I joined.

And got spammed like mad. Mentioned it iinet who shrugged their shoulders. Put up with it. Gave occasional thought to proactiveness whenever mr_booboo extolled Mailwasher.

I should mention at this point that I still get occasional personal emails via my Wantree addy. A couple from friends I hadn't been in contact with in more years, and even a few feedbacks from fics I wrote several years ago. I don't even know where on the net any are now, sites come and go.

Anyhoo, I finally decide that Wantree addy must go. Because even though Yahell claim I have no lists on there in any accounts I can remember, I can't get myself off rareslash.

See I was on individual mails for allslash and rareslash for years and years, but now that I'm more, lets say specifically focussed, between them and the spam it was all a bit heavy. So I ask the list moderators to take me off. allslash obliges, rareslash not.

So Monday night I get tech support to bu-bye wantree.

Spam gone.

Gone I say.

sarren mamboing around room with celebratory party streamers and alcohol

Now I'm holding my breath.

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God I can't believe I'm considering paying real money just so I can play around more in this new obsession of mine. How many icons can one person really need at her fingertips. Do I really need to create my own style page? And how many times am I really going to post an entry over the damn phone?

DON'T anybody be helpful and point out other fun things paid account ljers get to do. I don't want more excusesreasons to throw money away on frivolous things.

I want to save my money for the important things, like the miniskirt, the cosmetic jewellery and the Lawrence of Arabia DVD I bought today. Yes, all bought today.

The Sales are on. I spent a blissful couple of hours wandering in and out of shops. Salespeople would approach and ask if there was anything in particular I was looking for and little dollars signs would appear in their irises when I would say that I just liked to buy things.