I must be blog challenged.
Truly.
I am feeling a bit like a rhino in an teacup factory crossed with Godzilla in Tokyo.
So you can understand I will post a live snippet of what is happening at my house (right now) as I am setting up my blog formatting:
CRASH. Whoops. Oh shit. (I squint and attempt to downplay how horrible the color I have chosen as my background is. I stare at the screen. Is it pulsing at me?) Geez. That should make my eyeballs fall out onto the floor and roll around looking for an escape. Hmmm. (I engage in a round of random acts of typing by punching a bunch of keys on my keyboard. Nothing.) Yeah, um, this can be fixed, right? (I grimace. After further evaluation I deduce that my background color is the exact color of a brain that is hemorrhaging. No more Discovery channel for me). I am thinking a nice mellow, depressing grey may be a bit better. (With a shudder I flick the remnant's of my last blog color off my foot and continue stomping through the unfamiliar land of a new blog website for the color palette.)
This is absurd. I can barely make this work. I didn't just fall off the truck yesterday, you know. I am an adult (well, sometimes.) So, I will get this working and then the blogging will commence.
Truly.
I am feeling a bit like a rhino in an teacup factory crossed with Godzilla in Tokyo.
So you can understand I will post a live snippet of what is happening at my house (right now) as I am setting up my blog formatting:
CRASH. Whoops. Oh shit. (I squint and attempt to downplay how horrible the color I have chosen as my background is. I stare at the screen. Is it pulsing at me?) Geez. That should make my eyeballs fall out onto the floor and roll around looking for an escape. Hmmm. (I engage in a round of random acts of typing by punching a bunch of keys on my keyboard. Nothing.) Yeah, um, this can be fixed, right? (I grimace. After further evaluation I deduce that my background color is the exact color of a brain that is hemorrhaging. No more Discovery channel for me). I am thinking a nice mellow, depressing grey may be a bit better. (With a shudder I flick the remnant's of my last blog color off my foot and continue stomping through the unfamiliar land of a new blog website for the color palette.)
This is absurd. I can barely make this work. I didn't just fall off the truck yesterday, you know. I am an adult (well, sometimes.) So, I will get this working and then the blogging will commence.
Current Mood: Smart Assy
Current Music: My neighbor's lawn mower in d flat
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