Monday, May 17, 2004

Site Update:

Well, it appears blogger has some new options and such. I've spent probably about seven hours tinkering with the code and such to get it to approximately what I want it to look like, the result of which you should be viewing now. Yes, it took me that long to figure out all the little changes from the given template. I only know very basic html, gimme a break. I had to do a lot of trial and error just to see what line of code affected what, and how. Just like when anything changes, some things I like, some things I don't, but I'd say overall, it was a good thing. We'll see.
Evidently you can comment on this thing now - sort of like livejournal. I'm not sure I'll leave that enabled, honestly. Not like I'll have a lot of dialogue, and really, that might be a good thing, preserving the illusion that only a few people actually look at what I spew onto this screen. People talking back? Scary. Also, I have no idea why the tables are wonky when you go to view the archives. And I don't know how to fix it. Mreh.

Personal Update:

US soldiers abusing prisoners. Islamic fanatics torturously beheading an innocent man. Shock jocks broadcasting the audio to that torment with a laugh track. A President spouting more religious rhetoric and starting to sound dangerously like the people he condemns. The myriad rapes and murders and beatings and abuses commited every day in every country.

WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH PEOPLE?!

...One state finally taking a decisive step and letting gay couples marry, rather than just toeing the line and saying for these few days, we'll issue licenses. One tiny spark of advancement in the conflagration of the human condition. I'm not gay, can't say I know many people personally who are. But about damn time. If they can be happy together, be so. God knows there certainly isn't much else in the world right now to make one smile.

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

Site Update:
Not much done site-wise. Still editing the rough draft of Wake to Dreams and the most recent version is on the site, rather than in the livejournal. Not that there are huge changes, it's small stuff at the moment like reworking sentence structure or smoothing out awkward phrasing. Trying to, anyhow. I've gotten little feedback on it. But it progresses. I think.

Personal Update:
I wouldn't say the computer is fixed, entirely. The fans - which I said needed to be replaced, but wasn't believed about - are making godawful noises and threatening to stop. The scanner still doesn't work. Dammit. But the computer is functional, and really, before I got my hopes up, that's all I wanted to begin with.
Broke again. Can't seem to get through to the damn EDD about my unemployment. Going to cash in what's left of my bonds - which had been intended for my college education, once upon a time - to try and pay some of my bills. No calls from any of the places I've applied.
New email. Hotmail's been getting on my last nerve lately, and I've had to go gradually from one email to up to three. Kind of grates. So I'm trying this new service that has a gigabyte of storage space, and you need to sign in once every nine months rather than ninety days. Update your lists, if you read this and email me at all. It's now Minotaur@gmail.com and I'll be trying to get out email notifications soon as well.

I don't know whether I'm numb or if it's gotten so bad that I don't feel anymore. Shutting down wasn't something I wanted to do. I've either been expecting it or... I don't know. I have to move. I can't stay here any longer, and it's no fault of Mr.B, I know he hated telling me. What I hate... and what actually made me cry a bit - in private - was the fact that I've disappointed yet another member of my family. And Mr. B is family, no matter the lack of blood relation. I hate crying. I've been unable to pay the rent for a while now - not that he's been bothering me about it at all. It's just a fact. I have until August to leave - not like I'll be on the street tomorrow. Not entirely sure of where I'll go, but I'm going to have to go. Call my aunt, maybe, get her to help me with the stuff I have in storage. I'll sell most of it, likely. Not like I needed it to live before this point. Need to figure something out, though. I can't leave my cat here, nor my dog with my folks. I need to make some money fast, get enough to rent a truck or something, though what I'll do with my car if I'm driving a moving truck... car. Sell the car, maybe. One way ticket, after all. Get a job in the new location, take the bus like I had to before getting the car. It can be done. I've done it before. Anyway. I'm heading off. Take care, all. Might not be hearing from me for a while.


Kaz