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Whole lotta labia.

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[Sep. 10th, 2008|10:42 am]
Whole lotta labia.
Don't you, every once in a while, just want to send an internet etiquette package to a bunch of people? Just an envelope with a fun thumbdrive (sushi maybe, or those ones that look like teddybears with no heads) and then when it gets inserted you get this:


  • Basic rules on the use of apostrophes

  • A general understanding of the difference between "your" and "you're" as well as the correct expansions of some basic contractions.

  • A link to Google

  • A link to Snopes

  • And, for those to whom it applies, a general understanding of politeness on LJ. To whit: If you would like to unfriend someone, just do it. Don't whine about it and then post something clever for those still on your flist. That's tacky. And also, if you like someone's icon and you want to use it, ask them first. It's possible they will have no problem at all but it's also possible that they put a lot of work into it, or maybe didn't even make it themselves and the original artist would like credit. Be nice, people, you don't grab accessories from random strangers on the street, now do you?



In other news? I love my flist. The rest of the internet just makes me want to clutch you all to my bosom.


I heard that. Pervs.
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[User Picture]From: kiltsandlollies
2008-09-10 03:24 pm (UTC)
See, they're not there in your LJ. I see no double spaces. :D I think LJ's text editor actually does rip them out, so type the way you always do. I told Cee a bit ago that we're not on the clock here. :D Unless I see something absolutely horrible, I ignore pretty much all publishing conventions online. :D

You know what I do that drives me bananas? Type the same word twice. If I had a dime for every time I'd typed "the the," I'd be ... well, back home in London with servants and James May driving me around in his Bentley in between hours and hours and hours in bed.
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