If there is anything I hate in the blogosphere it's those sorry I wasn't writing posts. I mean, they always develop in I don't know when I'll write next time posts. Which are two informations, one that I, as a reader, already know and one that is not much of entertainment. But I feel a slight wave of scribomania so I'll rather try to break the silence than to update WordPress' plugins and break my head with the CSS of the new theme tonight.
Actually, as you read this, my head is probably broken but the new look is here. Not that it is finished. That color in the sidebar is definitely not to stay and I'll fix the bugs in Tags and Twitter tabs. Promise.
Though change of the theme was to be done ages ago, it doesn't mean that I suddenly became inspired and not-so-lazy, but that I completely broke the old one by deleting a piece of code without checking if that is going to work. And without back-uping. And without much thinking, to be honest.
If you managed so far in the reading, you're probably addicted to snow-crashing part of this blog (I'd like a new name for that category, please have your say), so you might be interested where the hell I was last weeks. Frankly, it's not clear to me either. Sometimes I lose the sense of time and consequently, of the events in that time. Sense of space is still keeping up, thanks for asking.
It was an episode in which I did my share of meatspace walking and dancing. I admit that. But I was also accused that I was there when I was not. I don't remember. Nobody could point the finger in me. There is no direct evidence. But yes, feeling in the air and some of the consequences are like I had my fingers there, in the world of humans. Should I say one more time that I have nothing to do with it? *grins*
And while humans are worrying their biz and accusing me of messing their lives (humans always worry about something, I just don't feel like paying any attention anymore) I started redecorating my home into a nice art shop and a bar. I wrote a fair bit but that is to stay on my hard drive for a while. I also wrote what is expected from regarding trademarks and other lovely stuff. I managed to learn a bit more about Mr. Dee though I still cannot meet him. But he deserver his place on the header image of the blog and is a nice candidate for a leading role in one of those big writings I mentioned.
And you, how was your life these days?
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