It's always something

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When I hear the word host I usually think of a congenial person. Not so, around here lately. First I could view my site, but I couldn't post. Eventually, I managed to get something in. Of course it had a bunch of errors, I'm just that way. I'm a persistent revision junkie, and when I tried to get in to fix the glaring flaws, well, my host said no way. That wasn't very nice at all; I've felt like I had a hole in my pants that I couldn't cover for the last 24 hours or so. I didn't like that at all.

It's still going on. Apologies for any glaring errors, but it seems like I can only get in about 10% of the day.

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