dizzy-dame's Diaryland Diary

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A desperate plea for help.

***Edited***

Problem fixed.

Arlette, you really do rock!

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Any Mozilla users out there who know how to design around MT? I need some help.

Go here, and view it in both IE and Mozilla. It's fucked up. The problem is, I can't figure out how to fix it in the Mozilla view. I just don't know enough about it, or even designing the way I have for this layout. I've been learning as I go, for the last two days.

And in case you're wondering, yes, this is a hint of things to come. A very rough hint. And don't bother bookmarking that page, because I won't be setting up shop there. Franci has been kind enough to give me a place to play while I work on setting up my own new home.

I'm very anal retentive about my designs, so I think it goes without saying that this is driving me batshit. If you think you can figure it out, let me know, and I'll be happy to send you a copy of the stylesheet to look over. The sooner I get this resolved, the happier I'll be. Heh.

9:42 PM - December 16, 2004

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Sabbatical.

So, the updating. Or rather, the serious lack thereof. I know, I know. And, I really want to do something about it, I just havenít been able to force myself to find the time. Itís not that there isnít a lot to say, because there is. Thereís actually a plethora of things to say. I just donít have the time/energy/gumption/insert-whatever-excuse-here to sit down and write it out.

Actually, itís mainly an energy thing. Which is linked to another thing. Which is all making me sound very cryptic.

Thereíll be more updating soon. I think part of it is I need a break. And, obviously, Iíve been taking that break, without officially announcing the break. It could be a day, could be a week, could be a month. I expect Iíll be back sooner rather than later, with regular updatey goodness.

If Iím not, you can hunt me down and kick me in the ass. Please.

4:48 PM - December 12, 2004

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Conversation overheard.

Max: "Ok, Aislinn. We're dancing now."
Aislinn: "Yep!"
Max: "So, we're married now!"
Aislinn: "No we're not!"
Max: "Yes we are!"
Aislinn: "No we're not married!"
Max: "YES WE ARE!"

In case you were wondering, Max is Franci's five year old. He and Aislinn were slow dancing together, next to me, as I changed a rather horrendous mess out of Franci's three year old's pull-up.

Very romantic moment, indeed.

9:22 PM - December 03, 2004

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