Jan. 3rd, 2003

Woot.

Jan. 3rd, 2003 10:35 am
witchscauldron: (birdywolf)
Online at home again - server's back up. My mail is being a pain, tho - I can't send any from Outlook, even though I can receive it just fine. :\ Not sure if that's a server issue or if that's a connection speed issue. Does anyone know what this error means?

"The connection to the server has failed. Account: 'Barter ', Server: 'witchscauldron.net', Protocol: SMTP, Port: 25, Secure(SSL): No, Socket Error: 10060, Error Number: 0x800CCC0E"

>_<

I'm spending this morning cleaning up auctions, making sure my mail doesn't explode, and taking down Christmas graphics. Blar. Mebbe I'll be around later.
-m.

Weeeble.

Jan. 3rd, 2003 02:46 pm
witchscauldron: (Default)
Yay. I've gone and done cleaned up all my lingering interweeb stuff. It is nice to have all of it fucking DONE. I might not be so restless about it now. Yay for me. :)

Elfy-elf wants me to paint her some plates. I have a bunch of people interested in a bunch of things - I certainly hope something comes of it. I'm not *that* hopeful, tho - Mercury went retrograde yesterday. UGH. >_<

It's so cold here I had to put a blanket over the living room window to block the wind-spirits. It has made the room darker, but considerably warmer. I should be sorting laundry or something, maybe take a shower, but I find myself just too damn happy to be back online. The snow is the soft powdery kind that I like best. I should go for a walk but again - can't pry myself away from the machine.

I should email MissLynx or her foxyfaery, see what is happening for the next Wolf Moon. Again, somewhat hopeful that I could go to this next ritual, but not too hopeful. Hope costs me too much when it is misplaced, and it has been too misplaced the last few weeks. It's frustrating, tho - I really want to be there every time, and be part of a group.

I will go watch some Strongbad-Email now. I might laugh, for a change. :p

-m.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright

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