sixwordstories
Whether you're in the mood for a creative challenge or you're short on time or attention span, this semi-addictive community is perfect for those who find flash fiction way long. Once you get the hang of it, you won't be able to stop. The prince turned into a frog. The girl ran home to mother. Tough to write. Easy to read. It's a double threesome of fun.

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dailyfoodie
Delicious, ambitious, and occasionally nutritious dishes make for an eclectic, all-you-can-eat feast. Whether you're searching for recipes for your next dinner party or you're jonesing for a late-night brownie fix, your cravings are sure to be well sated. A warm and inclusive community that welcomes all orientations, from carnivores to vegans, from gourmands to junk-food junkies. Guaranteed bias-free, food-positive, and pan-epicurian.

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My day had started out great, continued to be damned near awesome, and then I came home...
( details behind cut )I thought that I could leave the love of my life alone for half an hour to get dinner started, but apparently I should have listened to my horoscope today. It advised that I keep an eye on the Leos in my life. *sigh*
*bangs head against wall*

It has been fourteen years since we've taken that leap into the volcano together, trusting only in our love and the will of the gods to see us through. When the currents of time kept you out at sea, I have been your candle in the window, the fires of my heart keeping vigil for your return, to welcome my sailor home. Your love has filled my sails and carried me along; your belief in me allows me to pursue my flights of fancy.Your love has been my safe harbor; your steady presence in my life has anchored me lest I drift too far. We have navigated these storm-tossed waters together for fourteen years; our love has been tested by the powers of flame, wind, earth, and rain, and come out stronger for it. I thank the Divine for our love, for the years of shared laughter and even sorrow... for I cannot think of anyone I'd rather have as my First Mate on our life's voyage.

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An deirfiúr mhór - The big sister

A torc commissioned by my sister, with the request of addition of some gemstones to the terminals. Her first idea was something along the lines of citrine, but my heart called for Carnelian with her.

beidh grá agam duit go deo - I'll love you forever

The empire strikes back

In recent weeks, we've taken huge steps towards blocking spam accounts on LiveJournal. In fact, we've suspended as many as 30,000 accounts in a single day! We've implemented several pre-emptive measures to prevent the creation of spam accounts, and we've honed our detection of suspicious content. Spam bots are a crafty lot, so we'll continue to refine our tactics and keep up the good fight to keep you safe from spam attacks on LiveJournal.

RSS feeds again

If you're addicted to xkcd_rss, icanhaschzbrgr, or other syndicated feeds, we're pleased to report that we've resolved the update error that was mucking up your RSS feeds. While content was being pulled correctly, it wasn't being posted to the feeds themselves. Late last week, we finally nailed down what we hope was the root problem, so content should post properly. We thank you for your patience.

Wii have killer CSI Deadly Intent contests!

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If you're a gamer who loves CSI, have Wii got news for you! c_s_i is sponsoring killer contests. Simply post a question to a member of the CSI crew. The winner will get a free copy of CSI: Deadly Intent for Nintendo Wii (with a retail value of $39.99) and get their question answered by a member of the CSI writing team! There's also a fantastic monthly contest. To enter, join c_s_i, play the online version of CSI: Deadly Intent, and respond to a two-part query for a chance to win a Wii! Entries will be judged on composition and originality. Sorry, but you must be a U.S. resident and over 18 years old to participate. Check out the rules here.

Enveloped in postcards

Last week, we asked you to send in postcards to help us decorate our drab concrete walls. Here's a photo of the results so far! Thank you so much and please keep them coming! You can mail them to Frank the Goat, Esq., c/o LiveJournal, Inc., 539 Bryant Street, Suite 210, San Francisco, CA 94107. Be sure to include your username, since we'll be giving ten random users paid account credits.

Photos of the week

If you haven't visited our new LiveJournal photo community, you're in for an amazing visual trip. LiveJournal users from around the world will take you on a scenic journey to everywhere. Post your own pictures or kick back and enjoy at lj_photophile. You can view some of this week's awesome photos after the jump. Please start tagging with geographic location, since we'd like to track all the places around the world represented in this community. Keep on commenting too!
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Well, it has been a busy week yet again. From work in my workshop to work in the pub. Oíche Shamhna was spend working in the pub, and I was looking forward to seeing all the celebrations from the bar-tenders' side of the bar. The pub was filled with the smell of the pumpkin lanterns and their wee candles started burning away the insides. The main area was decorated with spider-webs and fake spiders, along with the occasional swaying skeleton. To my surprise, it wasn't all that busy, and at the height of the evening I only counted 88 heads in the main area, and 21 out in the beer garden. By Jenny Watts standards fairly; easy going night. We had the few odd balls in cracking costumes, but the lady dressed as a banshee (and screaming like one on regular and unannounced occasions) took the cake. A couple of firework crap throw at the door, but nothing serious.

As the night went on, and the stories started coming loose, the people at the bar were asking if we perhaps knew who the man was that hanged himself at the road-bridge. I thought it was a cruel joke, but as more people butted in, it became obvious that some poor soul had indeed taken his life on All Souls. Seeing as we knew as much as anyone else (next to nothing) we left it in peace, as our pumpkin lanterns slowly went out at the end of the night.

The real horror only came when The Sunday opened up on the front page that morning, with a picture of the hanged man well and truly displayed on the front page under the header "Grotesque". Some shops turned the newspaper upside down, and warned everyone about the sickening front, while others didn't sell it at all that day and promptly send stock back. The amount of disrespect shown by the paper through this action are truly revolting, and many people complained which resulted in a apology from the newspaper.

Sunday saw dinner at the folks, which was per usual a superbly presented roast. Not only was the big dinner a nice celebration on it's own, but the night also included the birthday of Mr. Richardson's sister, whom became 28 I do believe. After a divine chocolate meringue pie, another chocolate cake followed, but this one was for the lucky lady herself to take home. Riddled with small change, so let's see if she get's the quid in one go! Best of luck!

Monday was our glorious day off, and we were looking forward to it. After filtering our winter-mead for the second time, and some other morning errands, Mr. Richardson decided to drive me towards the big city of Belfast. Personally I was hoping for a good strong hike, but either way we were on the move. We stopped at the cinema in Victoria Square to check out the times for the Fantastic Mr. Fox movie.

On our way out we stopped by Rituals to stock up on some pamper materials; bath oils, shower stuff, fair trade teas and last but not least a scented 50-hour candle. Much happiness ensued!

But my happy-squeak noises were just getting started as we passed a 'Build-a-Bear-workshop'. Oh... my... gods. You know, I've always wanted to do that thing as a wee kid, but we never had a shop in our country (or well, not that I knew of anyways). I stopped, and before Mr. Richardson could turn to see what I stopped for I was already inside bouncing about amongst the kids with my 'grey wolf' plush empty skin. Oh yes!

So, we got it stuffed, and the wee cotton heart was kissed (with a grumble or two) by Mr. Richardson, before it went into my very own wolf plush! Epic! At the checkout Mr. Richardson asked if they got more of these 'big kids' coming in, and the staff laughed and nodded, saying it was rather popular and that the 'big kids' made up most of their client base over the whole of the year.


This giant success was then followed by the aforementioned movie of Fantastic Mr. Fox which was... well... fantastic really!

In all, a very good day indeed, and one that was finished off with a dinner of salmon and spuds back at home, cooked with loads of love and a huge grin on my face.

Oh, and for those asking about Oscar.. he's doing fine! He has gone into winter-cuddle-up-mode, and everything that is slightly comfortable or warm is an instant nesting-spot. His fur pattering this winter is amazing!

aiyatheydidnt
The Chinese version of ONTD, AIYA is a dynamic international community that welcomes users who share a love of contemporary Chinese pop culture. Dedicated to celebrity gossip and entertainment news, you'll enjoy gorgeous photos and breaking stories featuring the glitterati of mainland China, Taiwan, and Hong Kong.

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wendylady2
Designed to rescue fashion victims everywhere, this Brit-based community reads like a rag-ezine. Published once or twice weekly, you'll view bizarre highlights of the global fashion scene through captivating photos and delightfully snarky editorial. Sit tight for a virtual fashion tour from the runways of New York to Milan to Paris and back home again to London in homage to the adage: you can't buy good taste.

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