Yes, new theme. Called Lazy Days, no less. I stayed up all night coding it because, well, I’m cool like that. And I was a little sick of my last theme … I thought it about time that I tried my hand at fluid layouts, anyway. There’s a horrible feeling germinating in the pit of my stomach, to do with the fact that I probably have 7647837546 other glitches to iron out in this layout, but for now, it’ll do. Just poke me if you find anything wrong.
I’m still debating about whether I should stick a header between the navigation and the content - just to make things look less minimalistic - or whether I should just type up the blog name in a ridiculously large font, save it in Photoshop and have it as a branding mark … somewhere … come to think of it, where would I put the latter? Hrm. Well, IE 7 completely screws the search form, and there’s this large gap akin to a chasm between the content div and the footer. I shudder to think what it looks like in previous versions of IE.
In reference to the post title, I had no idea what I was doing when I started this at … oh, say, 3 o’clock this morning … and this is what I ended up with. Funny how I envisioned something at least remotely red, and it came out grey and blue. I was this close to retreating to the Themes codex and just sifting endlessly through those until I found something I liked, but then thought against it; I don’t deal well with templates. They give me rashes. On a slight tangent, the site is still very unfinished since I haven’t had an About page in … well, for as long as I can remember. So I’m going to spend the next few hours (read: days) re-constructing everything and writing up new-fangled jazz for the other sections. Meanwhile, the index page is just as minimal and pretty!
In other news, it’s just about three weeks until HSC results are released. You can smell the apprehension in the air! *twitches* Although from some corners it might be excitement, from others it may be a mix of both, and from a select few, it’s probably unexpected flatulence.
Posted on November 27th, 2007 | Filed under General, Online & Website |
11 AM: Wake-up. Dear Diary. Did I miss the memo that says “upon waking up, young Xuan, you will inevitably be feeling crap”?
11:30 AM: Wake-up again. Actually get out of bed, fumble around for spectacles, and all the usual morning duties (brush les teeth, wash face, resist urge to pinch and squeeze at one particularly annoying pimple on the cheek, etc.). Stumble downstairs. Trip over father’s flip-flops on the bottom landing, swear at them repeatedly, and continue to the kitchen. Turn on the television and open lounge room blinds en route to said kitchen.
12 PM: Eat breakfast of French toast and a cup of tea. At lunchtime. Mustn’t forget daily dose of tea.
1 PM: Think about how school must be going for the unlucky kidlets still sitting in school. Start up the ten-year-old computer, which boots up remarkably fast, but then takes an age to do anything else.
2 PM: Open Word with high level of enthusiasm for novel-writing. Sign into MSN, find nobody is on, sign back out. Begin thinking about novel.
3 PM: Decide that novel is not worth pursuing, and close Word. Computer has a spaz attack due to old age. Leave computer to its silly antics, get changed, and head down to McDonalds.
3:10 PM: Arrive at McDonalds. Spend five to ten minutes deciding which unhealthy combination of food to order. Catch sight of friends sitting at nearby table, wave arms idiotically, scare the girl at the register and order something which should make me pack on 4 kilograms but won’t.
3:15 PM: Sit down with friends, catch up, discuss how everything’s going, how many exams were prospectively and terribly failed, etc. Also, eat. Yes, that’s important too.
4:15 PM: Return home. Father is still in bed. Plop down in front of the television (damn, I should’ve switched it off before leaving … *facepalm*), surf channels repeatedly with no interest, and switch it off. Retreat to computer, find it’s finally back to normal, and spend the next few hours wandering around teh interwebz with no direction.
6 PM: Turn television back on, and get the daily dose of The Simpsons, various meaningless soap operas, and now, new on Monday nights, ladles and jellyspoons, America’s Most Redundant Show. Juggle this fascinating period of procrastination (ah, but procrastination from what, precisely?) with more aimless Web surfing.
Sometime After Midnight: Drag self up to bed.
Holy crap, Batman! What an enjoyable life! Does anybody else ever get that horribly routine, systematic feeling from their lives? One day, just one day … I’ll go to KFC instead. Heh.
Posted on November 23rd, 2007 | Filed under General, Life, Random |
