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We're framed, damnit! :)
Mar. 13th, 2003 04:29 pmSince I dropped French, I have two hours to kill every Thursday morning. And true to form I only did a little homework, then went and pulled some HTML books from the stacks. Amazing how out of date some of that stuff is... found one book from 1999, which basically told me that no one uses frames and everyone hates them. A lot of help that was.
I ended up, once I got home, pulling the code from the old Sentri poetry page (a code which I was convinced for half the day that I must have swiped from Lindsay in the first place, till I realized I really had dug through it on my own) and tweaking it till it worked. It still wouldn't do quite what I wanted it to do, but I compermised, centered the images in their frames when what I really wanted to do was center the whole damn frameset. Turns out I could have done what I wanted to with an iframe, but Netscape can't read those, and I get so little traffic as is, I hate to turn half of it away at the door with a "sorry, get IE". And I hate Microsoft enough, still, that I didn't want to do that on pricipal. Though I may throw it together as an alternate, because it would make me feel better to have it look exactly the way it is in my head...
So I should be working on my Trotsky paper, or doing my math, or something along those lines, and of course I'm not. I'd rather hang out and waste time the way I always seem to, so that I can end up stressing over the paper all weekend, giving up sleep and food so that I can finish it on time. Or some crap like that. I don't mean to do these things, they just sort of end up that way.
Oh well. I'm glad tomorrow is Friday, anyway. I need a weekend.
Hit my head on a doorframe today; stupid metal frame between doors coming out of the bookstore coffee shop, I was swerving to avoid someone coming in the other door, had no idea the partition was there, slammed forehead and left eye into it. Thank Gods for the glasses, but I'm still waiting to see if my face turns as pretty as Mom's did when she hit that file cabinat at work last month. Went to student health, more rattled than anything else, but they said I was fine. No swelling or anything I'm aware of, but I haven't looked in a mirror in hours, so who knows what kind of color scheme I've got going on now.
I was going to take some pictures with the digicam this weekend, but if I'm turning colors, that's not gonna happen. I look bad enough these days.
I ended up, once I got home, pulling the code from the old Sentri poetry page (a code which I was convinced for half the day that I must have swiped from Lindsay in the first place, till I realized I really had dug through it on my own) and tweaking it till it worked. It still wouldn't do quite what I wanted it to do, but I compermised, centered the images in their frames when what I really wanted to do was center the whole damn frameset. Turns out I could have done what I wanted to with an iframe, but Netscape can't read those, and I get so little traffic as is, I hate to turn half of it away at the door with a "sorry, get IE". And I hate Microsoft enough, still, that I didn't want to do that on pricipal. Though I may throw it together as an alternate, because it would make me feel better to have it look exactly the way it is in my head...
So I should be working on my Trotsky paper, or doing my math, or something along those lines, and of course I'm not. I'd rather hang out and waste time the way I always seem to, so that I can end up stressing over the paper all weekend, giving up sleep and food so that I can finish it on time. Or some crap like that. I don't mean to do these things, they just sort of end up that way.
Oh well. I'm glad tomorrow is Friday, anyway. I need a weekend.
Hit my head on a doorframe today; stupid metal frame between doors coming out of the bookstore coffee shop, I was swerving to avoid someone coming in the other door, had no idea the partition was there, slammed forehead and left eye into it. Thank Gods for the glasses, but I'm still waiting to see if my face turns as pretty as Mom's did when she hit that file cabinat at work last month. Went to student health, more rattled than anything else, but they said I was fine. No swelling or anything I'm aware of, but I haven't looked in a mirror in hours, so who knows what kind of color scheme I've got going on now.
I was going to take some pictures with the digicam this weekend, but if I'm turning colors, that's not gonna happen. I look bad enough these days.
