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09/22/2002 Archived Entry: “Faking my way through the land of the living, into the sun and the sand that is sinking”
You can tell when I’m stressed can’t you. The frequency of diary entries goes up quite dramatically. Might be an interesting graph to plot that….
Currently I feel like hell – I spent half the day in bed asleep – which is bad – because I get dehydrated and then get a headache, and then when I finally *do* get up I feel like hell. Hence…. Anyway, serves me right for not getting up until 2pm.
I’m feeling the urge to do the design for the upcoming site properly. Dunno how yet. Probably – while I’m at home I’m going to have a fair bit of time on my hands and no internet connection to sap my time. I mean, a few days ago I was happy to do it as basically a rip-off of the new Regolith site – being a sponsored by Regolith mini-site, but I don’t feel that’d be doing it justice now. So, lots of time I suspect spent learning CSS coming. Bah.
Never mind.
Anyway, what prompted this? Well, Amys site has the funky new look – which is really hopeless for actually *reading*, but looks incredibly pretty. And then I saw Metaphobia – and I guess I thought, “Hrm, this CSS stuff is dead powerful, I wonder what I could do with it”. It probably also comes from me being very stressed. I tend to be more creative the more stressed I am. Which is a shame really, because it means all my best stuff is done when I can barely cope with existence – and then when it all calms down I can’t find the enthusiasm to do anything.
Or indeed actually have any creative urges.
Bah.
So, anyway.
That wasn’t going to be what I was going to write about. But I can’t remember what I was intending to write about. Oh yes, Trabants. Current obsession.
So, yes, while I was in Ireland I found this Trabant – as has been previously mentioned. But now…now, well, anyway. So I looked at this trabant in a field and I went “Oh wow cool, it’s a trabant! In Ireland! Wow!”[1] and took a picture (which was unfortunately the first one on the roll and didn’t come out) – and went on my merry way. Unfortunately, having got far enough away from the Trabant, and not wanting to appear overly weird to Aoife and Aisling I, well, didn’t actually go and have a proper look at it.
Why I was worried that they might think I was wierd – I mean, it’s fairly bloody obvious that I’m weird! Anyway, so, I didn’t look at it. And now, because I need something to direct my stress into I’m obsessed with trabants. I mean, I really want one. I’ve always wanted one tbh, and realising that they’re cheap, there’s one which is calling to me, I want to go to ireland again annnyway. You see, all sorts of reasons for me to save this particular example of Trabantiness.
It’s blue, incidentally. Glacier Blue is I think the colour. Not that it really matters, I mean they only came in four colours!
So. Yes. Anyway. I’ve run out of thought. So I’m gonna stop now.
[1]Okay, so I might have said wow a few more times, and commented on it being a trabant, and it’d be cool to have it. But no more than that. I’m sure. Ish.
Replies: 2 comments
Shush you! I only said I was *trying*
And I couldn’t possibly have talked about it for days, I was only there for another day or two.
Posted by Kate E @ 09/23/2002 11:24 AM GMT
erm, you were trying not to seem too weird about the Trabant?? You taked about it for days!
Posted by Aisling the beleaguered @ 09/23/2002 10:35 AM GMT
