For those of you who DO have FBs, or don't want your replies or any bit of your LJ posted on anyone else's FB, the following is what you need to see:



  Thanks to midniterose, here is how to stop the crossposting of comments/entries from LJ to sites like Facebook:

There is a way to disable everything. Here is what you have to do:

1. Go to your "Journal" menu, and select "Journal Style"
2. To the right, you'll see what theme you're using, with a link stating "Customize Your Theme". Click that link.
3. Scroll down a little ways, and you'll see that on the left side of your screen, you have multiple options to modify your theme. Click on the "Custom CSS" link, and it should load the options for doing Custom CSS.
4. From here, all you have to do is go to the "Custom Stylesheet", and put the following line at the bottom.

.b-repost-item {display:none}

once you have it pasted in there, save changes.

Feel free to PASS THIS ON!!

ETA: This prevents the "repost to FB/Twitter" ticky boxes from being displayed when someone comments on one of your posts. It seems to work, UNLESS the person is viewing your page in their own journal style, in which case it might not work.

ETA2: Inserting the code below in your custom CSS box reportedly works for more kinds of journal styles, including custom ones (this courtesy of xnguard) (NB this one did not work for me):

.b-repost-item, FORM#qrform > TABLE[style="border: 1px solid black;"]:last-child TD[style="vertical-align: top; text-align: right;"]:first-child { display: none !important; }

So, I hope this help!

So, here's the narrative, enjoy!
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I'm disabling comments because I'm going to post this without an f-lock so people who don't have LJs can read it, but I don't want random anonymous comments from tossers! If you love me, you have my email to make comments. :)

This is a WIP. It's something my Auntie Ursula asked for, so here it is. She was the idea for the story, and she wanted it as WIP. I want constructive feedback. I want honest opinons. Gushing and cash awards are also welcome. Oh, and there's no way I'd be able to complete NaNoWriMo. I mean, yeah, I type 50 WPM, that's about 3000 WPH, but....you know...I can do this!

So, love me!!

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So, whacha think?

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If you know anyone who likes Winnie the Pooh, this is a STEAL! PLease feel free to forward this link around, please! Thank you!

The Torchwood IRC room is located on the irc.sff.net server, in a room called #thehub where I am right now. I'm in NYC on Eastern Daylight Time, so it's 8:25 right now. Anyone from ANYWHERE around the world who wants to come and chat about Torchwood, Jack, Doctor Who, John Barrowman, David Tennant, or anything Whovian-Woodie in general, drop on by! Please, all are welcome, no bashing, no flaming, no fights, but lots of SQUEEING!

This is the other side of that coin...

I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.

I am the girl who did not learn the meaning of "homosexual" until high school, but never thought to question why two men might be kissing.

I am the woman who argues (quite loudly and vehemently) with the bigots who insist that you do not have the right to marry or raise children.

We are the high school class who agrees, unanimously, along with our teacher, that love should be all that matters.

I am the father who fully supports his lesbian daughter and her partner, because love is universal.

I am the mother who finally learned that her homosexual son and his partner are loving, caring human beings, regardless of who they sleep with.

Fifteen years late is better than never.

I am the city clerk who handed out marriage licenses to gay couples, until the governor forced me to stop. But, during that week, I helped some people to realize their dream.

We are the children who, when our mother came out in later life, decided to accept her and her partner, and give our own children an "extra" Nana.

I am the father who realizes my gay son is just as much my son as my other two boys, and that I can be equally proud of all my boys.

Together, with love, we can make a difference. Hate will not win.

Beacause like everlydawn I think homophobia is wrong. People are born how they are, and if you're born not what you want to be, you can change. And that's good. And that's beautiful. And I love you for it.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

Repost this if you think homophobia is wrong.

And I don't normally say something like that! Texas, you are no longer the fattest state in the nation. Hell, you're not even in the top 10! Mississippi...get a move on, you're far too fucking fat! It's an epidemic in this nation, sadly enough. And I'm part of the too fucking fat in this nation, so I have no excuse. And I'm not talking about the emaciated models. I'm talking about the normal healthy weights. My goal weight is 165. I wonder if I'll ever get back there.

Anyone in the NYC/Westchester area, or if you have friends in these areas, please forward it on. I'd adopt one myself, but Sunshine is alergic and Ariel is declawed, so no new kitties! But please help!

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USE A FUCKING LJ-CUT WHEN POSTING ABOUT IT! I HAVE NOT FINISHED THE FUCKING THING YET! I'M DOING MY BEST TO SCROLL PAST THE FUCKING SPOILERS BUT YOU'RE NOT MAKING IT EASY!! DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE, BE A GOOD EGG!!

thank you