I just wanted to get rid of that ucky page full of diaryrings because it is not as pretty as an entry would be. So let's write an entry instead. I got another late arrival today so I spent the majority of the afternoon working on this new layout. I don't know how well recieved it will be, and it's not very happy, and there's just too much junk and nowhere to put it, and it gave me a mother of a headache, but I am very proud of my handiwork and it must be admired. My cab driver over here was crazy. He pushed to get through yellow-almost-red lights, and when he had to stop at a red light he coasted into the intersection while he was waiting for the light to turn green. I felt very unsafe. I was scared. I'm not scared anymore though. I don't think I am going to get ER'd though. I can't fathom how I am going to get to work tomorrow unless I take a bus and that will be icky and I won't much like it, but I guess there are some sacrifices we need to make. Ah well. My life is all about sacrifice. LOL, not really but I like to pretend that it is. It sounds busy. I don't want to work today.
Disclaimer: These are my personal thoughts, emotions and opinions -- they are not intended to offend or aggress upon anyone. Likewise, though I do appreciate a constructively critical comment on occasion, I prefer non-hateful and thoughtful comments with respect to myself. I shouldn't have any problems with that though, we're all grown ups here, right? Please note that any offensive, aggressive and anonymous comments will be deleted from my comments, notes and guestbook, as I like knowing that the rest of my readership doesn't have to read that trash. Also, the HTML on this design has been designed solely by myself, Amanda Neal, and song lyrics are from the song "Wild Horses" by Natasha Bedingfield.
Friday, Oct. 01, 2004 ~ 8:45 p.m.
