lalalalalalalalala
I feel like I'm talking to a mirror for the most part. Things are pretty quiet 'round here. People must be busy, which I fully understand. But it makes it so much harder to avoid homework...
*sings to self* I wonder where my sister is. Heh, she's probably a scant seven miles away at the boathouse, and no one deigned (love that word ♥) to tell me she was coming down. That's how things are done in my family, for the most part. No word, then suddenly a knock on the door and my parents are here. Okay, not quite that bad, but nearly. There's a reason my parents are the joke when people start trying to make plans. So, really, it doesn't make much sense that I'd get so upset at a certain other person for behaving just like my parents. *shrugs* I'm as irrational as the next person, especially when people mess with my hopes while I'm here--especially when it's about getting out of here. That's the main difference.
Has anyone else ever had to work with Macromedia Dreamweaver in designing webpages? I hate this program because I can't just move things where I want them to go. They refuse to listen.
My website sucks, yes (I mean, I like my customizations of my journals far better). And I'm not inspired to improve it much. All I want right now is to get my columns where they belong (ie, lined up with the links on the left) and be done. Yes, I've made better designed documents in Tech Writing than this piece of crap, but I felt motivated there. Heck, I enjoyed myself. But I was working with Word, not this annoying Dreamweaver. Leave this English major to her word programs, not art programs...
Oh, yay! Almost time for my dress rehearsal, which is at least another break from web design.
*sings to self* I wonder where my sister is. Heh, she's probably a scant seven miles away at the boathouse, and no one deigned (love that word ♥) to tell me she was coming down. That's how things are done in my family, for the most part. No word, then suddenly a knock on the door and my parents are here. Okay, not quite that bad, but nearly. There's a reason my parents are the joke when people start trying to make plans. So, really, it doesn't make much sense that I'd get so upset at a certain other person for behaving just like my parents. *shrugs* I'm as irrational as the next person, especially when people mess with my hopes while I'm here--especially when it's about getting out of here. That's the main difference.
Has anyone else ever had to work with Macromedia Dreamweaver in designing webpages? I hate this program because I can't just move things where I want them to go. They refuse to listen.
My website sucks, yes (I mean, I like my customizations of my journals far better). And I'm not inspired to improve it much. All I want right now is to get my columns where they belong (ie, lined up with the links on the left) and be done. Yes, I've made better designed documents in Tech Writing than this piece of crap, but I felt motivated there. Heck, I enjoyed myself. But I was working with Word, not this annoying Dreamweaver. Leave this English major to her word programs, not art programs...
Oh, yay! Almost time for my dress rehearsal, which is at least another break from web design.