So... I'm back. Yay! Seems I passed the test and I am not a Spammer after all. Because seriously? I barely even know what that means. Three days ago I was shut down as soon as I had begun this little interweb journal thingy bob. Not good for a neurotic gal who leans toward serious paranoia, folks. For a day I kept wondering what I did wrong, was it something I SAID? But I was emailed a little form assuring me that for whatever reason the blog was flagged as a possible spammer, if I completed the form and emailed it back all would be well in two business days.
As you can see, all is well. I am back in business and am celebrating by posting this little SPAM movie, the happy kind of SPAM. The kind of SPAM that makes you want to sing. I read on YouTube the woman, Izzy Taylor, who made the movie for her class project only got a C for her efforts. I seriously disagree, because everytime I watch it I smile and catch myself singing the song for hours. I know nothing of the technical aspects, but I give her an A for making me happy.
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