Clean up time!

[sparkywolf]

So I went and removed the journals of everyone a) who hasn't commented (mostly posted) since August and 2010, or b) whose journals I read but hardly comment on (sorry, I didn't feel like we shared a connection anymore), so I have removed you. :(

As usual, in the event I threw anyone off the list that I shouldn't have, let me know in the comments below. ^_^; 


No offense to anyone out there. I don't like to do friend cuts, but I wanted a smaller reading list with fewer "dead" and abandoned journals that hardly ever show up on my f-list. 

EDIT: Also fixed my disappearing time and dates (Gosh, what did LJ do to them in the first place?) and changed the LJ journal layout so that the comment section is mostly Fourze themed. :P 

Comments

[cestlavieminako.livejournal.com]

Oh dear...methinks Ankh will not be happy about this fic. ^^

Ankh: I'm already not happy about it. >_< Tch!

[sparkywolf.livejournal.com]

Kazari: So, is this fic going to live up to Sparky's expectations, do you think, Minako?

Ankh: Tch! It better not! >_<

Kazari: Hey, the whole point of Smutmas is to make the perverted fangirls happy.

You: Darn right! ^_^

Ankh: >___< ARRGH. FINE. It is the holiday season, after all.

Me: Yep!

Ankh: ... >____>" Dare I say it?

You: Yes? :D

Ankh: Torture away.

You: WHEEEEEEEEEE! *jumps onto Microsoft Word and starts typing while the ideas are still fresh...or at least taking notes so she doesn't forget the brilliant ideas that were just mentioned...or that Ankh gave permission to be tortured until his body and soul breaks...or nearly so*

Ankh: Wait a minute...I did not say until I break! >_<

Me: >:D *snickers*

Kazari: Oh what fun it is to torture birds on a bright and snowy day!

Ankh: SHUT UP! >_<

[cestlavieminako.livejournal.com]

me: Then again, it might be fun to wrap Ankh up with a big red bow and present him to Eiji for some Christmas fun. ^^

Ankh: >_< I think not!

me: Oh, you'd look just darling with little bows in your hair. :3

Ankh: SHUT UP! >____< Aaargh, why I ever agreed to let you torture me...

[sparkywolf.livejournal.com]

Ankh: Just stick with the plan to let me get tortured with Kazari, okay? >_<

You: Right, right. Okay, good night Sparky. I'll work on this when I can and get this under your tree come Christmas.

Me: YAY! Then I can sit by the fire reading smut. :D

You: ^-^

Ankh: >_< GRRR! Evil Kitty Smut must DIE!

Kazari: Okay, that's it, we need to find some way of gagging you too in the fic for that rude comment. >_<

[cestlavieminako.livejournal.com]

me: Oh, I'm sure they had some kind of gags back then, right? And if not, well, any ol' thing will do! Maybe Kazari can rip Ankh's shirt off and and and... *nosebleeds*

Ankh: Keep your vile blood off me! >_< It'll probably infect me with smut-itis.

[sparkywolf.livejournal.com]

You: T__T

Ankh: Tch, the things you people can think of! I'll have to run away...GACK! Hey, where did this metal collar come from? *pokes his neck*

You: >:D Do you really want to know?

[cestlavieminako.livejournal.com]

Kazari: *clips a chain to the collar* >:D

[sparkywolf.livejournal.com]

Ankh: What are you doing?! >_<

Me: Oh dear! D:

Ankh: >_< Don't feign innocence, get this stupid cat away from me!

Kazari: Just for that, we'll really have to toss a gag into the story. Of course, this is 800 years ago, so um...oh, let's just try this. *holds up bit gag* The prince was quite sadistic and lent me this torture device he invented using an old metal bar and some leather straps from his old pony's bridle. And that...

Ankh: ... was how the bit gag came into existence.

Kazari: Yep! >:) Now open wide!

Ankh: >_< I hate you.

Kazari: We know you do.