Excuse Me, Mr. Morning

Please excuse the undefined tabs to the left of my post titles. They should say the date and time, but they are not working right now. Also, my home, about, and archive pages are all the same--I'm aware of this. I'm not sure if my search bar works either.

But that will be my next digital project for myself. I'll start working on the fine tuning of this layout soon. And if I can't figure it out, then I'll just change it. No harm done.

Do you want to know what I have to say? Probably not, but you are the one reading this, so it's your fault that you are forcing yourself to listen to me, sucker.

The truth is that I don't have much to say. Work is giving me lots of experience, and I'm grateful for it. I just hate working so early in the morning. I am a morning moron. That means that whenever Mr. Morning and I meet up, I become a moron. I don't know why exactly. I just can't think straight, I have trouble sitting up straight and focusing. I start daydreaming a lot, even straight-up real dreaming sometimes...it's like I lose my mind around him. Maybe I have a crush on Mr. Morning and I just don't know it. Girls lose their minds around the guys they like, right? Well, I hope that is not the case, because it wouldn't work out well at all. I am a night person, and Mr. Morning gets up far too early for my taste. Oh well.

Useless Tires

So I've got about 30 minutes left on lunch, but I really don't take that long to eat, so you guys are in for a treat! I'm blogging again!

So work goes from 8 till 5, but I've been here until 6 most days. the university can only pay me for 40 hours each week, so pretty much i get to save up all my extra hours as paid vacation. zoop for that wonderful invention. i love being paid while i'm sleeping in.

mostly i edit videos, and now i'm starting to analyze the HASS website so that i can help dr. hailey redesign/build it. then i'll make offline-websites to contain the engineering courses i'm recording and editing so that students will have access to lecture notes, definitions, quizzes, homework, videos...who knows what else. anything the students need, we need to provide for them on this weird website thing. so i'll help build that.

one of my roommates had a friend over named brett. i'd met brett before. he's a nice guy. they were watching aladdin in the living room while i was making dinner, and they told me to come watch with them, so i did. totally unbeknownst to me, they wanted to flirt and hit on each other during the entire movie. i ate my food as fast as possible, which isn't that fast, and went to my room for the day.

why do people invite you to be a third wheel? i want to punch her in the face. not really. that would hurt my hand probably. not a very good idea.

if you ever invite me to be a third wheel, even if you don't consider me a third wheel, i will think about punching your face. don't worry, i won't do it, but only because it might hurt my hand. but i will think about it, and you bet i will enjoy that image in my mind.

yes, i'm feeling violent today. but don't worry. i bet it's just because i'm tired.

Making a Website

Do you know what happens when you try to make a website?
Do you know what happens when you try to make a website with DreamWeaver?
Do you know what happens when you try to make a website with DreamWeaver and you don't know how DreamWeaver works?

I'll tell you what happens, because if there's one thing I know (but don't worry, I know more than one thing), it's what happens when you try to make a website with DreamWeaver and you don't know how DreamWeaver works:

You die.

Die die die die die.

I would know, because I tried to make a website with DreamWeaver and I didn't know how DreamWeaver works.

And do you know what?

I died.

Died died died died died.

You might be wondering how I made this post if I died.

WELL, ladies and gentleman, I'll let you in on a little secret:

I do not know. I think I am a special type of being with multiple lives or something. It is probably magic.

Because here I am, typing this post up as I speak, and I'm going to go die die die die die some more.

Wish me luck.