I am a Bit Stuck

I have a bit of a problem. No, I already fixed the Photobucket one. I’m talking about the one for the main site.

I started out at Webs, but then it started to have problems. So, I moved to Neocities. That was great for a while, but it started to conflict with Photobucket in Chrome and Firefox. So, I went back to Webs. That was going fine until my files stopped loading and I couldn’t get the upload function to work. And they haven’t done anything to fix it. I can’t even reach them and they aren’t responding to my various complaints. I’m thinking that it’s time to move back to Neocities or find another server if the problems aren’t sorted. Anyone know of web servers that are free and will let me upload files? I’m open for suggestions. For now…

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Rant Corner #6

I’ve been sitting on this for close to a week, but it just has to come out. So here goes.

Ever since 2004, I have used this picture storage site called Photobucket. I just uploaded my pictures and hot link the to my web site to save space because I am so broke at the moment. Everything’s been going go.

Until this month.

For some reason, some “genius” decided to stop allow hot linking to third-party sites. This blocked out pictures with an image saying you need to go to this link to upgrade your account. In order to have your pictures back on your site/forum/blog, you have to pay up to $400 a year.

Are you kidding me?! This is a joke, right?! NOBODY WANTS TO PAY $400 TO HOT LINK THEIR PICTURES! What makes it worse is that Photobucket changed their terms of service without any warning whatsoever. People are pissed! There are many complaints on their Facebook and Twitter pages. I even signed a petition for them to change their policy back. Photobucket has done nothing to address their problem or fix it. Now, I understand needing money to keep the site open, but $400 is not a reasonable price to charge for ANYTHING online. $50 or lower is reasonable, but not $400. It would be one thing if Photobucket said, “Hey everybody, we’re going to be doing this” ahead of time. But they didn’t even do that.

I’m on Imgur now and will have time fixing all the pictures on my site. (Even more so since the files on Webs won’t load and I can’t get the upload function to work. I keep asking for tech support to help, I haven’t heard anything back from them since last week. I might go into that for another rant if nothing changes.) I even have my pictures backed up on various CD’s. But the problem is figuring out where the hell everything goes on my massive and forever-growing site. Argh! Photobucket and Webs keep creating more work for me and tech fail that are driving me crazy! Can I just have one day without tech fail and have my web running and functioning how I want it?! Is that too much to ask for?! IS IT?!

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City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night)

Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night:

-Sophie-

I didn’t want to be out here. This was all Carrie’s dumb idea. She called me up just as I had finished eating dinner. I thought I had put my mobile on silent. I just wanted to stay in for evening and watch some TV.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Sophie!” someone cheered on the other line! I held my phone from my ear.

“Carrie?” I asked. “What is it?”

“I’m going out with Rachel and Rose to Club Oasis tonight!” she bragged. “Why do you come out with us?”

“Why?” I asked.

“I won’t be fun without you,” she said. I rubbed my forehead. Did she have to use that line on me? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Two: High Night)

Chapter Two: High Night:

Jay wasn’t kidding when said that Club Oasis was posh. Only the rich people came out here to party. Just looking at the line made me feel much poorer.

“Uh… How did you find this place?” I asked.

“Just looking around,” Jay said.

“And how did you book me a gig?”

He snickered and tapped the side of his nose. “I have skills, mate!” I resisted the urge to laugh with unease. I don’t like where this is going. How the hell are we supposed to get in with a line that long? Before I had a chance to argue, Jay dragged me across the street. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter One: Creative Force)

City Lounge: London

Book Two

Chapter One: Creative Force:

-Paul-

I have to work tonight.

I’ve been on a high flow of creativity for the best week. I keep coming with dope beats and I’m not able to write them down fast enough. Every time I come up with the foundation of a new track, I see Sophie’s face. Meeting her again gave me a new passionate to make music again. My room is starting to be filled up with notes of music notes and lyrics. (I haven’t written lyrics since third grade.) How did Sophie give me that much energy to make music? I can’t seem to stop either.

This morning, I woke up wanting to make music. In my shower, more notes for the bass formed in my head. The more I got into the music, I started to see Sophie’s face. I about jumped in the shower. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Fifteen: New World)

Chapter Fifteen: New World:

I feel like it’s a new era for me.

When I got up this morning, it felt like the sun was shining on me. Despite the calls for rain today, I could still feel warm all over. I probably could’ve gotten lost in that movie, Singing in the Rain, if it did rain. I walked into work, smiling.

“Good morning,” I said to the receptionist. The small blonde woman looked up at me while she was on the phone and waved. I waved back before heading to the elevator. For once, I didn’t mind the old German music playing on the way up. I even felt like dancing to it. Who cares if the cameras were watching or not? More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Fourteen: Reached the Peak)

Chapter Fourteen: Reached the Peak:

Until now, I never thought much about sex. I guess I never found the right one. After high school, I didn’t focus much on relationships. I did have a few crushes in the early years of college, but they were a passing fancy. Sure, I’d find the right one soon, but I had other things to think about at the time.

Today however, I began a new journey. Sebastian kissed me on the forehead.

“Take me again,” I whispered. His eyes reminded me of a hungry wild dog. My lips curved into a smirk. He entered me again. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Thirteen: Pushing the Limit III)

Chapter Thirteen: Pushing the Limit III:

It looked like I would have to take matters into my own hands. Problem was, I lacked experience in doing so. I’ve already made what I wanted very clear to him. If I said anymore, I would come off as annoying and desperate. Maybe I could try and be subtle.

I decided to try and see tonight.

Sebastian took me back to his place. Secretly, I got excited on where this could go. I leaned upwards and kissed him on the cheek. My love smiled and chuckled. I counted down the steps to his front door. He reached into his jeans pocket and unlocked the door. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Twelve: Pushing the Limit II)

Chapter Twelve: Pushing the Limit II:

I am not getting satisfaction. I don’t know why I’m pushing it either. We’ve only been on a few dates. It shouldn’t be serious, right? We’re in a stable relationship now. There’s nothing wrong with taking it slow. People still do that, you know? But I do like kissing him. I did promise him to be my first. Plus, Stephanie keeps asking when are we going to do it.

“We could’ve last night,” I said.

“Then what happened?” she asked. I dropped my shoulders and sighed.

“We fell asleep,” I said. My crazy friend frowned.

“That’s it?” she asked.

“Yeah.” More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Eleven: Push the Limit)

Chapter Eleven: Push the Limit:

For some reason that night, my guests didn’t leave. We stayed up drinking and talking. (They did most of the drinking. I limited myself after dinner.) It stunned me how much beer Sebastian could put away and not feel the effects of it. Stephanie on the other hand…

“Hey guys!” she shouted. “How come you’re not drunk like me? *Hic*”

“I don’t really drink much,” I said.

“I’m good at drinking,” Sebastian said. Stephanie stared at us with a red face and hiccupped.

“Oh,” she said. My crazy friend broke down laughing. My boyfriend, (I’m not used to calling him that just yet), gave me a strange look. More

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