it feels far too frantic for it to be only ten o'clock. not that i've gotten any work accomplished, but it seems to be turning out to be a combination "consult heather about web projects/get heather to do crap word processing" day. joy!
recent events have brought to my attention just how non-touchy most of my relationships with people are. there's very little hugging, leaning, hair-touching, kissing, hand-holding, back-slapping or knee-sitting in my circles. i've been trying to wade through my memories to see if it's me or them. other than hugs here and there, there are serious non-touching vibes. maybe it's the fact that i'm really hesitant to invade anyone's personal space without very, very clear indications that it's all right so i project a "don't touch me" aura for myself. mm. something else to work on, i guess.
i've done very little in the way of actual work today. i've futzed with the archives and cleaned up some old posts which didn't look right with the new layout. made another popup image display (how do i love andrea's script? let me count the ways!) of some older pictures. now it's finally near enough to lunchtime that i can consider nuking my sloppy joe concoction and reading my book for a while. it's looking like this afternoon will be spent messing with yabb. i'm not quite sure if i'm happy about that or not. ask me after lunch.
by the way, even with browsing new blogs with hot-or-not, the internet is fucking boring lately. fix that, will you?
i must protest! i have been as interesting as ever. did you miss the ballad of spoojhead? that's was pure comedic genius!
i hugged you!! :)
i, um, leaned on you... and you massaged my neck!
fun with the internet: www.artofthemix.org