the mommyhoodOK, It only works from the task bar; the regedit thing fails again. Wy o why, Windows ME, do you do me this-a-way?

Wow. I make stuff a lot harder than it needs to be, as usual.

PageTutor.com: HTML Tutorials & Javascript - pagetutor.com
Ok, bear with me - I am testing the links from remote blogging, 'cause I can't do the right-click thing so I am doing the bookmark thing instead.

give her effervescence; she needs a little sparkle

citygrrl's journal

Living Nappy

Oops. I just erased the entry, how frustrating.
I brought back the blog, as you can see, and I just wrote a nice short recollection of how it was messing around in Blogger that cleared up some of the mystery surrounding links....so that in ten months I went from not knowing a link from a hole in the ground to enrolling in school for web design.
Anyway - testing, testing

yyy

If this won't do it, nothing will.

WHHHHY?

Ok, I'm getting REALLY tired of the blog/back crap. It always works once or twice and then poops out. I won't be able to decide what to put into this piece of fluff UNTIL I have the satisfaction of getting the damn comments back. Rant. Runt.

ack du liebstein

This is beginning to piss me off

ack

O.K. Been a while since I blogged...gapsuckss - I got this from sweetmama.
I need to reappropriate my priorities toward finding bloggable stuff. Truth is, I always forget. I really just want more love in my comments.
If you want to know how smart I am or how breastfeeding went go here

All right. This was the picture behind my handle...just wanted to see if I could post it - last time I had this bi-otch up and running I could not. Just know that those glasses there, on top of my head, are the bane of my vision needs existence. I've had these specs for - oh - 4 or 5 years....had really great black ones for a while but got drunk and left 'em on top of my friend's pick-up truck and he drove off and they were never found. I have been procrastinating getting new ones...I sooo hate these ones, that's why, when I get where I'm going, they get relinquished to the top of my head. I'll be back - when I think of some purpose for this blog other than exposing links for what they truly are.

yep

So...I was here yesterday and comments were back up, today they are gone again. Hmmm. Whatever.

When you pierce your...oh what the hell'd she call it? - the medusa and labret piercings.....what holds it in place on the inside of your mouth? Certainly not an earring back? Wouldn't whatever it is rub a raw place? ... .My nose piercing never did heal. My tongue piercing never did either. My ears don't count because they healed, they are opened, but cannot tolerate anything actually in the holes. The only piercing of mine that healed in an appropriate amount of time is my belly button ring. The only piercing that hurt was my tongue...the only piercing I have left is my belly button, and ears....which don't count. WHATEVER!

Where the hell did comments go? I like to leave them for myself, you know.

There is a picture behind my handle, o.k.?, since I haven't figured how to get it to show up....

I'm jealous of Judy - she's worldwide.

If I do any more writing, it'll be here or here.

linky-link

Alright, it's obviously not going to let me look - I'm filled with raging hatred for technology right now and when I respond to the "whatif" question regarding technology I'm gonna have a fucking field day explaining why I think it's the basis for all of the corrosion in capitalist society. Godammit. I knew that when I finally got a real computer that it would be the beginning of yet another addiction, yet this time I cloaked it in the myth that having an "online presence" would actually do something for me. Like allow me to imagine through the stories of others that I actually have a fucking life, that I get outside of these doors and these walls more than twice a goddamned week. I feel I have no control over anything right now...I'm filled with anger 24/7, pretty much, which really isn't like me at all. And the only thing, other than my bf, that I truly love with a purity I have lost in every other area of my life is my SON. And today, folks and fonies, he is driving me up the wall...this wall I know so very well, like the back of my hand. I wish my hands and feet were tacky...I could crawl up the wall where it joins the ceiling and fucking hide there like the spider I have become.
So, because today I am a nihilist, here ya go. It'll tell me it posted and published but it won't have because this motherfucking little pointless blog right here is black on the other side of the screen, where your eyes are. Kay?
The nihilist pretty men, from england

I don't understand why every motherfucking thing I touch today turns to shit

whhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Well, THAT is just refreshing as HELL. For once when I went into the murky world of code I didn't emerge coated in fragments. This is some fun shit, although I haven't decided what to do with it - I, I, I.

Friday.........

what, why, what the -

I have done something bad to my blog

test

oct17pg2

Yay. That seems simple enough...html, here I come - get ready!
I know there's a way to post pics directly onto here but do not know what that entails. Nor do I care, really, I'm just happy to have linked at all.

Ever since 911 I have had "black boys on mopeds" stuck in my head.

"England's not the mythical land
of Madame George and roses,
it's the home of police who kill
black boys and mopeds.
I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving...I don't
want him to be aware that there's any such thing as grieving..."
- Sinead

hot damn - now this!

I wanna link this!

of a blog

to get to the center

licks does it take

how many

...welcome to this, another facet of compulsion where I try things I shouldn't be trying because I am not a technocrat. Yet. All I know is blogs are where I go when my idols haven't updated their journals in a while.