All Your Sex and Your Diamonds: November 1, 2008

In which tendonitis falls before my l33t d3s1gn sk1llz.

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I had a birthday recently. My husband gave me DVDs, my mother gave me books, and Nature gave me tendonitis.

Hey, Nature? Your gifts kind of suck sometimes.

I look on the bright side, though. Think of all those internet addicts who pay good money to have a life coach tell them to stay off the computer for awhile. Me, I get the disconnect message for free. That, and I am charging through my reading list like books are going out of style. I’ve even made it through half of the godforsaken Twilight series. (That alone made me very happy to be offline, since I’ve heard frightening rumors of the sites where those fans hang out. Shudder.)

But I will admit that I missed my quality time with my keyboard and monitor. I’ve been coming up with scripting solutions and layout ideas, and I’ve had to scribble those down on paper instead of typing them into Notepad. The good news: I can now say that I literally code by hand. The bad news: every time I reach for my code pad, the cat is sitting on top of it. If I ever start a freelance coding service, I’m going to name it Cat Ass Coding.

You are, at the moment, looking at the result of my hand-scribbled code ideas. I whipped this layout together pretty quickly, mainly because I wanted a fresh new look for the site before I started blogging again. It’s a heavily-modified version of WF.com’s very first layout, which also featured the “flying guy”, and which became rather famous in its own right. (This is why Jem’s link page refers to this domain as “the site with the flying guy.”) It’s also a birthday gift to my site, which turns three years old today.

I have grand plans for this site in the coming months — and I was just about to tell you what those plans were, but then I caught my foot in the mouse cord, pulled the mouse off my keyboard tray and onto my power strip, where it landed right on the power button and shut off my entire computer system. (I kid you not. My husband is howling with laughter while I type this.) Considering that sparkling example of my technical ineptitude, maybe I should not make any grand plans for anything technical in the next few weeks. I think I will go sit somewhere far away from electronic items now.

(P.S.: I am back-posting a few entries that I wrote up by hand when I was off the computer. Or maybe I should just scan in a picture of my cat’s ass, since that’s mostly what ended up on the paper.)

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