If I had clue one about what the hell I’m doing when it comes to designing this freaking website, it wouldn’t be so bloody difficult to pick a given blogging client and plunk the code for the various components into my template and be done with it. Problem is, I don’t actually know what the hell I’m doing. I’ve long said I’m really only a wannabe computer geek. I can fake it like the best of them for those with less than adequate knowledge of technology. But for anyone who has a clue, it’s not so easy. Aggravating to say the least.
I honestly don’t know why I’m so bent out of shape over the blog portion of my latest pipe dream. It’s not the end of the world if I can’t get it just perfect. Yet I’ve been obsessing about this one little aspect of the entire site and completely neglecting the rest of it. If I spent half as much time working on the rest of the site as I do whining about the blog portion, all I would have left to finish at this point, would be the damn blog. It’s not going to be entirely complete all at once anyway. The general plan is for an ever-expanding portfolio of my endless supply of babble in all its varied and sundry forms. The stupid blog is only a small part of the plan. When all is said and done, I should finally have a solid venue to compile my oft unseen scribblings that actually…you know…make sense. Novel idea no?
Now that I’ve figured out the issue with the multi-browser whatthefuckery, it’s all a matter of cramming content into templates and uploading pages for the rest of the general population to see. Yet, I’m far too busy being completely fixated on the stupid blog code to be working on that.
I’m hopeless.
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