Diva
04-04-02, 09:14PM
Would you Like Some Cheese With That Whine?
Alright... I'm coming clean. I wasn't completely honest with some people last night (not you, JB). Out of embarrassment, really. I was on the pity pot. Big time. Crying, whining, even the cats left the room. Nothing has been going the way I thought it would {One step and you're done-haha}. I've been trying to do so many {too many} things that aren't as easy as I thought. Granted, I only learned what HTML was in April. Fuck, I can't even remember the definition. I've been letting them pile up instead of finishing one thing at a time. Yesterday evening was the last straw. It started off with that guy who email slammed me sending another email casually asking, "So Diva, do you have a picture of yourself?" After deleting several responses too vulgar for even this site, I shot off a simple, "You're kidding, right?" Why would someone keep going to a site they find that 'inferior'? He got to me. I haven't been satisfied with how my site has{n't} progressed and he hit a nerve. Thanks asshole. Then the streaming web cam I've been trying {operative word here} to set up was going no where fast. Morty was kind enough to hook me up with a knowledgeable friend of his who finally got it online at least. Unfortunately it's through my PC... So when I tried to go to Mort's chat-room while fiddling with it, I got the blue screen of death. Game over. Diva hits the showers. I said 'fuck it' so many times I sounded like I was cheering a porn movie. Failure isn't easy for me. Multiple failures is 'hide the sharp objects' time. So I missed the chat, possibly pissed off some friends and decomposed in a corner. Damn it! I spent my whole vacation helping other people {my choice} instead of myself; I couldn't get the {free} page design I wanted; misplaced my G-Man; I'm reaching out to people who won't/can't reach back; and I'm whining like a Jewish chick on her wedding night! Or, as my dear, dear friend would say, "Should I call the Waaaaaaaambulance for you?" I want to give a special thanks to JB (http://www.digitalsanctuary.org/) for listening to my woes into the early hours last night. You're a doll. But, today is another day. I have to change how I do things and put me {and my web page} first. That's very hard for me to do. I'm a giver by nature. but that's the way it's gonna be. Fuck em if they don't understand. I want this page finished so I can kick back and enjoy it. Wow! That's a record whining for me! Okay, not really. fuck off.
Alright... I'm coming clean. I wasn't completely honest with some people last night (not you, JB). Out of embarrassment, really. I was on the pity pot. Big time. Crying, whining, even the cats left the room. Nothing has been going the way I thought it would {One step and you're done-haha}. I've been trying to do so many {too many} things that aren't as easy as I thought. Granted, I only learned what HTML was in April. Fuck, I can't even remember the definition. I've been letting them pile up instead of finishing one thing at a time. Yesterday evening was the last straw. It started off with that guy who email slammed me sending another email casually asking, "So Diva, do you have a picture of yourself?" After deleting several responses too vulgar for even this site, I shot off a simple, "You're kidding, right?" Why would someone keep going to a site they find that 'inferior'? He got to me. I haven't been satisfied with how my site has{n't} progressed and he hit a nerve. Thanks asshole. Then the streaming web cam I've been trying {operative word here} to set up was going no where fast. Morty was kind enough to hook me up with a knowledgeable friend of his who finally got it online at least. Unfortunately it's through my PC... So when I tried to go to Mort's chat-room while fiddling with it, I got the blue screen of death. Game over. Diva hits the showers. I said 'fuck it' so many times I sounded like I was cheering a porn movie. Failure isn't easy for me. Multiple failures is 'hide the sharp objects' time. So I missed the chat, possibly pissed off some friends and decomposed in a corner. Damn it! I spent my whole vacation helping other people {my choice} instead of myself; I couldn't get the {free} page design I wanted; misplaced my G-Man; I'm reaching out to people who won't/can't reach back; and I'm whining like a Jewish chick on her wedding night! Or, as my dear, dear friend would say, "Should I call the Waaaaaaaambulance for you?" I want to give a special thanks to JB (http://www.digitalsanctuary.org/) for listening to my woes into the early hours last night. You're a doll. But, today is another day. I have to change how I do things and put me {and my web page} first. That's very hard for me to do. I'm a giver by nature. but that's the way it's gonna be. Fuck em if they don't understand. I want this page finished so I can kick back and enjoy it. Wow! That's a record whining for me! Okay, not really. fuck off.