Am I writing? Sigh, I'm very good at avoiding and playing instead.
This image is silly, but I was messing with ideas for a background image for yet another website, which I probably won't develop. I'm looking for something that can do what I've done at Tripod, but which is more accessible (like a site Cooliris enabled).
This one's a Google homepage, which I'd like because then I can centrally locate it, but Google has set up the basic design, it seems, for a writing-based site, not for images.
Ah well, what's wasted time on the Internet River? Things flow on, and they flow on...
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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