Sometimes when life is happening, I feel like I should be writing about it for the sake of documentation, but when I do finally sit down to actually write something, I just think…ech…not really worth it. I might look back in hindsight someday and think I should have written something, but as of right now, it’s a lot more effort than I’m willing to spend on something I don’t really want to write about in the first place. That’s one of the biggest reasons I so deeply abhorred English classes in school—being forced to write about shit I didn’t want to write about. It’s why I could never be any sort of writing major. In order for my writing to be worth anything, it has to be on my terms. (and even then it’s questionable)
Writing hasn’t really been going very well in any aspect as of late, so I’ve started four different organization projects around the house that…aren’t really getting me anywhere either.
Though I did find a stack of all-access credentials for all eight members of Chances Are that I made while I was writing that story. I didn’t have a color printer, so everything was in black and white, and made with an archaic version of Print Shop. I know I made SEVERAL different versions of these badges, but these are the only ones I’ve found…so far.
While going through a stack of storage bins, I also found four different versions of wedding invitations for fictional characters that I spent countless hours working on back in high school. I went through a very long stretch of trying to write many incarnations of a story heavily revolving around a wedding and put a lot of planning into the invitations.
I wasted A LOT of paper.
I also found real wedding invitations for my parents’ wedding, my sister’s wedding, and for multiple couples who are now divorced. In addition to graduation announcements for relatives I’ve never even met.
I might be a hoarder.
Just sayin’.
Anyway.
I don’t know why I keep torturing myself with trying to find and format a different blog template. I changed to a new theme—AGAIN—but we’ll see how long it lasts before I change back to the dinosaur I’ve been using for the last six years. This particular template has three different style sheet files, only one of which seems to actually make a difference if you make changes. And the dink who designed it DID NOT USE ANY LINE BREAKS.
It’s just one big wall of code that is nearly impossible to follow without using the find function of the text editor.
What.
The hell.
Either I’m going to have to go through it line by line and enter my own breaks so I can figure out where to edit [more of] what I’m looking for, or I’m going to just say fuckit and go back to the old theme. But right now, this is the closest I’ve found to something I don’t hate in the realm of free themes.
And if I do stick with this one, I’ll have to recruit Bob into reading and writing some PHP for me to add the custom fields again so my Now Playing function will come back.
It’s a very important field.
How else will I ever remember which O.A.R. song I stole lyrics from for my post titles?
What?
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