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05New Layout
I couldn’t handle that last layout any longer. Normally I’ll give something at least a month before I delete it or change it up, but I couldn’t take the sight of it anymore. I hated it two days after I finished it, so this is a welcomed change. I did away completely with the sidebar, and put that information in the footer below and out of the way. This will allow me to post larger photos in my actual blog, as well. If you spot any errors/bugs, leave a comment and let me know. I’m too tired to write anything relevant or interesting, but I do bring you some nice bits of humor in list form.
- Not one, but 72 people were brought here via Google by searching “Pissing Pictures.” SEVENTY TWO PEOPLE, INTERNET.
- I’m still jobless, despite all of the applications, interviews attended, and resumes sent. It’s just funny at this point.
- I posted a photo of a shotglass on my Flickr (one I’m not even that fond of,) and it’s been viewed, favorited and commented on more than any of my other photos. Bunch of alcoholics.
- I’m so excited to shoot today and post large photos in this new layout, I could pee. I haven’t slept in like 20 hours so whether or not that will come to fruition is still up in the air.
- Earlier, I went upstairs to get a glass of water. Apparently I scared Jack and he barked, causing me to drop said glass of water sending it shooting all over the cabinets/ceiling/floor/me. Awesome.
My brain is mush.
Edit: It figures, as soon as I make a comment regarding my joblessness, I get a phone call for another interview for a medical records position on Friday at 10am. Apparently I’d get to wear scrubs! How outrageous is that. I’m totally going to pretend that I’m Christina Yang if I get this job. It’s a pretty busy location so I imagine I’d be running around a lot, which would be a nice change for me since I’m turning into a volcanic lard mountain. Here I’ve been walking around under the happy misapprehension that I wouldn’t have to quit smoking since I never heard anything from the last interview, only to have it greedily snatched from my shaking hands again. I have mixed feelings about working for this particular organization. For one, I don’t like being told what I can and cannot do in my off hours, when it has absolutely nothing to do with my job/job performance. On the other hand, I really do need to quit smoking, and the position pays very well and has a full set of benefits to go along with it. I’ll just let fate handle this one.
