Heh heh heh. But no, I cheat. I just do it all in rich text. If I have to paste html into someone else's comment, I do it in my own LJ's 'post a message' facility, push the little 'html' button then cut n paste it.
Naw, life's way too short for html, especially after a few drinks. But you're right, (she confessed, sadly). I was nowhere near sloshed, mores the pity. ::sigh::
I hope you had a great New Year and I'm very glad I met you too. Maybe one day we can all get together - in a cabin in the woods or something (like me and my ASJ posse do over here)? Far from civilisation (where no one can hear you squee) *G*
Have a groovy one, soul-sister! I hope both our 2008's are kitten-soft, sweetly scented, chocolate dipped and spangled all over with little sparkly bits that never fall off and make a mess on the carpet.
Raising a glass to you, hon - you are a constant joy and a credit to the Art of Life. (The glass contains only orange juice at the moment, sad to say, but there's a bottle of Asti in the fridge that's just begging to be un-corked just as soon as I've had me bath).
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Hope you have a fantastic one.
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Happy New Year too you and I'm glad I met you this year.
Laurie
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A very happy New Year to you, too!
::hugs::
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Naw, life's way too short for html, especially after a few drinks. But you're right, (she confessed, sadly). I was nowhere near sloshed, mores the pity. ::sigh::
I hope you had a great New Year and I'm very glad I met you too. Maybe one day we can all get together - in a cabin in the woods or something (like me and my ASJ posse do over here)? Far from civilisation (where no one can hear you squee) *G*
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Hope it was a good one.
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'Hope you have a fantastic one.'
You too. ::smooches::
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If not, I'll come round with my pointy stick and give it a good seeing to. *g*
Not a pointed stick?
Have a groovy one, soul-sister! I hope both our 2008's are kitten-soft, sweetly scented, chocolate dipped and spangled all over with little sparkly bits that never fall off and make a mess on the carpet.
Raising a glass to you, hon - you are a constant joy and a credit to the Art of Life. (The glass contains only orange juice at the moment, sad to say, but there's a bottle of Asti in the fridge that's just begging to be un-corked just as soon as I've had me bath).
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~V~
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Amen to that for SURE! =>}
::hugs::
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I hope you're (both) having a great NY.
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