A hypothetical

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Supposing one were to be messing about with one's personal file in the team database and happen to clear one's temporary codename, strictly in the interest of seeing how alternatives might appear on the page. Suppose this were to temporarily revert the entry title to "TEMPLATE".

Then suppose one, whilst attempting to remove said placeholder, appears to have frozen said system in the midst of clearing the first T, leaving this selfsame one currently confronted with a screen which now rather distressingly insists itself to be _EMPLATE.

How would one go about fixing this? In the strictly theoretical sense, of course.

Comments

[x-wasp.livejournal.com]

TMI, TMI!!!

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

That would be "in me" in the sense that she was generous enough to supply the regenerative marrow which has since curbed the rather irritating tendency to shed my skin, develop non-oxygen-complient lungs, and basically evolve myself all the way into a pine box.

Such filthy minds amongst you lot.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Sweetheart, please, for the love of all that is good and holy think about how you word things. I was checking this from my phone and my horrified shriek could be heard all the way to the flamenco rooms.

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

As I said: filthy.

For shame, Jen. And you even there for the unveiling.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

The family that swaps bodily fluids is the family most likely to be mentioned in lurid paperbacks...

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Take heed from one who would know: implications of tragical Greek myths aside, any possible titillation is rendered quite moot by the forced introduction of bloody huge needles to my longbones.

And though there may be exceptions to this assertion, I for one could quite happily live my entire life without once being proven right on this count.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Calling it what it is might help better this is regard. Marrow transfer sounds better than "Having my sister's DNA shoved in me with a big fricking needle."

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Or those creepy ass V.C Andrews books.

what? It was the only thing in the airport bookstore that didn't TOTALLY suck. Don't you judge me.