Without a doubt, HTML code has got to be the most irritating thing I have ever attempted to force myself to learn. Of course, it might be easier if I simply got a book about it and read it, but where would the fun of that be? No, I must view Document Source and try to figure out which little snippet of their code does that really cool thing on their page. Unfortunately, that way of doing things really doesn't help me comprehend why it's doing that really cool thing. And right at this moment, I am trying to put in a table, but it's way beyond my comprehension to stop the damn thing. It just keeps going and going and going. And I want to put something under it, but it keeps getting pushed off to one side. I don't need this shit. Someone please tell me how to make it stop!!!!
I am also completely broke right now. I do not even own any non-copper change at the moment. I'm thinking of pawning my parents to get the money I need.
My cousin's friend, Toby, called at midnight...wow, that has to be one of the stupidest guys I have had the misfortune to encounter. Luckily for him, I wasn't the one who answered the phone, or he wouldn't have ever called the house again. I hate people who are so rude. I wish he would just die. Complete loser, and a redneck too. My cousin sure knows how to pick 'em.
I wrote a final note to my online friend, C--, today. He hasn't been returning my e-mails at all for over a week now, and I found out that he simply deleted my last e-mail without reading it. (For all those blessed enough to have no dealings with aol, I have the option to check the status of e-mails I have sent to other people on aol) If I do not get a reply to this e-mail, I will not contact him anymore. I do not know how to fix whatever's wrong with our relationship, and I'm tired of being the only one out of the two of us who cares enough to try.
Surprisingly enough, there's no new updates on the Krisco front (don't laugh...a couple people actually read this journal for the sole purpose of laughing at Krisco.) The only thing I have to relate is the fact that she keeps whining about how she's had to suffer so much pain, and she's only 17. My response? If this is the worst pain she endures in her life, I'd suggest she become a Christian and start thanking God every day for the rest of her life. This is nothing. This is petty. This is self-inflicted bullshit. If she ever wants to experience real pain, she should feel free to come talk to me.