The Pages Within

So I Finally Went Ahead And Did It

OK, so last night, around 11:30, I finally went ahead and did it. I put up this new design. There were a bunch of test messages I posted here to make sure nothing I did would blow up browsers or crash systems. I will leave those entries up in the archives, but I did not want them festering on the front page. I'm sure I don't have to tell you how very, very unprofessional it would be for me to do that.

So instead of those entries, here's a description of me, sitting at this desk, typing the words you are reading:

There is a laptop in front of me. I am craning my neck to get the right angle of sight, so I can see everything on the LCD screen clearly. It is uncomfortable. I am surrounded by things: a roll of scotch tape (no dispenser), old notes written in pencil on scraps of on mini legal pads, a telephone, a pager with dead batteries, technical manuals, documentation I haven't read. I am feeling a bit stressed and dissheveled about everything.

But anyway. On another subject, here's something sort of funny, the Sensitive Indie Poseur Guy:

Because he's so prone to falling in love (read: wanting exclusively what he can't have), SIP ends up breaking the hearts of nice girls who actually like him. Long story short: he has fucked up notions of monogamy, and generally behaves like the girl in all relationships. At school, he majors in philosophy, english, or history. In his spare time, he plays his guitar really fucking badly.

Man, I, um, know people like this.