Tuesday June 5, 2001
I changed the colors of my text yesterday. I don't know if I'm going to keep it like this or not. I think it's a bit easier to read and I was getting so sick of the default link colors, but I kept forgetting to change them. I'm thinking of just picking up a design set and changing my page around to fit it. The tables I have going on now wouldn't work for that very well. I need to fix all the flaws I have going on in the code of this page. I have so many things that are just there. They serve no purpose, just extra tags to nowhere.
I planted some seeds back in early April and they grew into big healthy plants right away, but that's all they have been for the past month or so. Now I have some buds that are starting to open. I'm going to have some flowers soon. Hooray for me! My touch usually means death to all plant life, but I guess that I did good by buying kiddie seeds that the package claims can't be killed.
I've been looking at my referral logs. I usually do it every few days. I'm really curious about where people come from. I do a search on my name, the names of my kids, and various odd words from my diary with google, but so far it seems that I have eluded that strange beastie. Which is too bad, because I wouldn't mind the exposure. My biggest fear is my ex stumbling onto my site. It's not that I make a point of talking shit about him, but I just want to keep him out of certain aspects of my life. More to spare his feelings than any shred of modesty on my part. All my juicy stuff is located in my old diary, but I don't want to connect the two in any way. Again, it's not because of me trying to keep a secret from anybody, but the men in my life. If anyone would happen to want the url to the old stuff, just email me and I'll divulge that info.
I have to get June to sign my family care plan for the Army today. I'm going to have to take the car after Mikey gets home for lunch so it's off to the shower for me to shave these awful wookie legs of mine.
I messed up my page again. I managed to save this file as the 4th instead of the 5th. Which means that I've managed to erase yet another entire entry. The good news is that I posted a bit of the entry on my Xanga log. Therefore, I can just cut and paste that bit back on there and have salvaged something. I wish I weren't so careless. I always do stupid things like that.
I want to tell you about a girl I know from drill, but since I just experienced that whole drama with the erased entry, I believe I will save that story for tomorrow. It's basically nothing but gossip anyway. No literary merit whatsoever.
I want to recap my adventures at June's house too. I feel almost as if I'm a tv show and I left you hanging at a crucial moment. "Next week on Musings and ORTs". It just happened to turn out that I've thought of some interesting stories to tell all at once. Don't get too excited, it will probably never happen agian.
