The One With The Tetchyness
I've been fiddling around with my layout for want of something better to do during a looong uninspiring night at work. At the moment I've gone for the same style that a lot of people on my friends list seem to have, with an image banner at the top of the page, and I went for the Boston skyline because, you know, I get nostalgic. But I'd quite like to upload my own image and change all the colours and I'm sure there must be a way to customise that layout style with your own theme. Anyone know how?
Have been nondescript tetchy this weekend. Nothing's wrong, I'm just generally a bit unenthusiastic about working late both Saturday and Sunday (who wouldn't be), inexplicably lacking in energy and starving all the time, and everso tired after a busy week. I'm also cross because I ordered some lovely Creative 5.1 speakers from Amazon and paid for Express delivery so that I'd get them Friday and they never turned up. They've refunded me the delivery charge after I wrote them a well stroppy email, but that's not the point seeing as it'll be weeks before I'll be in during the day again for them to redeliver. Bastards. I'd just give up on those speakers altogether but they were a really fantastic price.
Paul has been very patient and understanding about me feeling irritable and not-quite-right; he didn't grumble while I watched Eurovision last night (only the voting, the actual entries are meaningless) and he fed me jelly beans. Finally I have met a decent bloke. It's so surreal, it's like the fundamental laws of the universe have been altered. I blame global warming.
Think I probably just have PMT. Oh well, nothing a Mars bar can't fix. Not that kind of Mars bar you filthy lot.
Have been nondescript tetchy this weekend. Nothing's wrong, I'm just generally a bit unenthusiastic about working late both Saturday and Sunday (who wouldn't be), inexplicably lacking in energy and starving all the time, and everso tired after a busy week. I'm also cross because I ordered some lovely Creative 5.1 speakers from Amazon and paid for Express delivery so that I'd get them Friday and they never turned up. They've refunded me the delivery charge after I wrote them a well stroppy email, but that's not the point seeing as it'll be weeks before I'll be in during the day again for them to redeliver. Bastards. I'd just give up on those speakers altogether but they were a really fantastic price.
Paul has been very patient and understanding about me feeling irritable and not-quite-right; he didn't grumble while I watched Eurovision last night (only the voting, the actual entries are meaningless) and he fed me jelly beans. Finally I have met a decent bloke. It's so surreal, it's like the fundamental laws of the universe have been altered. I blame global warming.
Think I probably just have PMT. Oh well, nothing a Mars bar can't fix. Not that kind of Mars bar you filthy lot.