Bill's posts with tag: multiply
I guess most of us went through the phase where we were addicted to chat rooms - am I mistaken in thinking it's a phase most new internet users go through? In my case, the addiction lasted about a year and a half, from December 2003 to mid-2005, and was mostly focussed on a website called www.indianfriendfinder.com (known to its users simply as IFF). I mention this because it was this chatroom that is responsible for me being on Multiply now.
You see, on IFF (where I was, and am, known as rainbow_rising) I met a Brazilian woman who called herself Alicia Mancini (I know her real name but I won't be disclosing it here). She introduced me to Orkut, which at the time could only be joined by invitation. It was on Orkut that I acquired the Bill the Butcher sobriquet (bestowed on me by Debby Vorstenbosch, also a onetime Multiplier); and it was on Orkut that I met my mom, also known as Kande Trefil (felonissalt here, for those who don't know her). And Kande introduced me to Multiply. 'Nuff said.
I've, as I said before, abandoned Orkut, though my account still exists and for all I know my communities (including a relationship community known as Suicide Bombers) still exist. I hadn't visited IFF for years either. But tonight, just on a whim, I flipped over there...
It's odd, but some people still haven't gone beyond the chatting stage. Most of the people I used to know have vanished, of course, even as I have. But I found at least three individuals whom I used to know well.
I wonder if I can call it immaturity that they haven't abandoned chatting, or is it just that they care more for their online friends than I do about mine? After all, real time responses are so much faster than personal messages or blog posts, don't you think?
What the hell, I love Multiply and I love you all and I'm sticking here. Chatting's served its purpose where I'm concerned.
For reasons that most of you will already be aware of, I have deleted most of my music. I just retained the album by Valerii Leontiev and "Ah Kakaya Zhenshina" by Fristail, on the theory that Russian music will be less likely to attract the wrong sort of attention.
I have worked far too hard on this blog to lose it because of some Multiply idiocy. Giving up the music is a small price to pay.
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I was going through some of my saved e-mails from a year or more ago and it's sad and depressing to realise the number of people I was once close to who have dropped out of my life completely. Most of them seem to have vanished without a by-your-leave. I'd have appreciated at least a goodbye so I knew why they wanted to vanish and so I wouldn't have to worry that they'd died or something.
And this is also a request to any of you who may be planning to drop me from your contacts or quit Multiply or whatever: if you aren't going to share my online existence and be part of what I consider to be my real circle of friends and intimates, by all means do so; but drop a line to let me know that you're doing so, and also why.
And, yes, I am missing a few people I used to know back on Orkut. Not all of them, just a few. But I'm sure I'd miss people here a hell of a lot more.
Let me have feedback as I try them out. I was getting tired of the old one.
Almost every time I click on my contact's pages or their posts today, I get error messages from Multiply. Is anyone else having this problem?
I don't really give a damn if someone attacks me or my beliefs. I also do not give a damn if anyone attacks me personally because I don't care at all about personal abuse. I ignore it.
But I will not - repeat, not - stand for people making personal attacks on each other on my blog. Two contacts have been removed and blocked after warnings for this, after refusing to mend their ways.
In future I shall block anyone who does this - without any warning. I know that most of you would never do this, but all the same, this is a notice for everyone.
My site has been getting a hell of a lot of hits from fundamentalist American Christians of the extreme, Bushist right over the last few days. They never say or do anything, just come over, take a look, and vanish. I wonder what they want and why they keep coming if they aren't going to say a word.
A contact has reliably informed me that Multiply is even deleting those who posted contacts-only adult content. So all the nudity goes. I've put too much into this account to lose it now because of some prude. Sorry about it.
In recent days, I keep getting random invites on Multiply from men I don't know and never ever met before.
The odd thing is that most of them are gay.
Now, while I'm not a homophobe, I am not, repeat not, gay. I don't have any objections to having gays in my contact list (there is at least one person who is openly gay) but those contacts are on the basis of posting content and not on sexual orientation. Most of the people adding me are those with gay-sex themed web pages. I'm getting a bit tired of checking their profiles and turning them down. It's happening about once every two days.
Taken along with my life story of being repeatedly being propositioned by gays, I wonder if I give off the wrong signals? And if I do, what the hell do I do about it?
RULES: *Each blogger must post these rules first *Each blogger must start with eight random facts/habits about themselves *Bloggers tagged need to write in their own blog about their eight things *At the end of your blog, choose eight people to get tagged, and list their names
...about me:
1. I'm a dog person. Everyone knows this. 2. I'm a dentist who doesn't like his job though he's good at it. 3. I write a hell of a lot - you're reading me, damn it. 4. I love my motorcycle. 5. I don't like people who try and preach at me. 6. I love reading just about anything that's not dumbed down. 7. I'm told I'm a Ukrainian inside. 8. If you think I'm good for you, you're even crazier than I am.
On the possibly mistaken idea that these people have the time to spare, I am therefore tagging: tortoiseboy2 robwell37 daspider nepeta feministgal carabaopower librarianguish bad13men
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