So, in case you hadn't noticed I changed things up a bit.
A change is as good as a holiday. (No, it isn't really, but we'll pretend that the Nomad in me isn't restless.)
I looked at probably 100 before I chose this one and I really like it. I am not sure exactly why. There was something that really touched me when I saw that leaf on the branch. It reminds me a bit of Joseph Conrad when he writes, "We live . . . as we dream. . . alone . . . alone." I'm not sure I really believe that the way I once did, but it still seems profound to me somehow.
I was able to put off working on my Master's Degree project proposal for a couple more hours.
The most popular posts automatically update to the top. Mine is from that haircut opinion poll from a couple of years ago. Inexplicably it has gotten tens of thousands of hits. No doubt it is related to the pictures I probably shouldn't have on there--stolen! from the Internet.
The font is really tiny. Next week in one of my classes we are doing some html coding. Maybe I will be able to figure out how to go in and fix that. I would really like to.
I haven't quite figured out to do what I'd like with my pictures. I think I will have to make them all really big. The journaling screen is much wider than in my last template.
I lost my blogroll. I think I have fixed it, but if you aren't showing up there and you believe with all your heart that you should be then, by all means, make yourself known.
I feel a bit like Wesley in the pit of despair. Blogging has "sucked one year of my life away." Or more. I kind of can't help it. I think it is a compulsion.
There are no dates. WHY are there no dates? I started this whole blogging thing in an attempt to get back on track with some form of journaling. Isn't the date more important than the time?? Grumble. Grumble. Dag nab these kids and their fancy "technology."