By that, I mean…

 

I AM SO SICK OF THESE UNNECESSARILY INTRUSIVE ADS!

 

                        I mean, HONESTLY, you can’t close them anymore; they’re just pushed to the side now. 

And they threw off my page alignment.  I know all freehosts have ads, but at least you can see

the damnedable page clearly with the ads.  >/rant<   So, I got a domain and a host.

 

And NOT from Yahoo.  Cheap ass wankers, I’ve used double the space they’d give me for a

quarter of the money.  Whoops, I’d better stop or else they won’t host my redirect…  Ahem.

 

I love Yahoo, but let’s face it.  Geocities…  Eh.  Okay, so maybe the rant wasn’t over…

 

Head on over to the new Tyler’s Abyss!  TylersAbyss.com, which has the fic you love and some

Music Videos from Stargate that you haven’t seen, but will love.  Maybe.

 

So, type it in, or click the nifty picture, and I’ll see you all there. ;-)

 

Much love,

Tyler’s Webmaster

 

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He eyed his salad suspiciously.

“Tyler?”  Wendy raised an eyebrow, “If it attacks, use the fork.”

-         Doomsday Virus

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