Fallen back in hate with the Internet
Yeah, I see you. Don't think you can hide in your obscure domain name. I've sat in this work-out bench that I call my computer chair for the better portion of this day, torturing my brain in the pursuit of understanding you once more. No amount of music that I love could soothe the swarming frustrations I felt just to figure out how web sites are designed. The familiarity is returning, but it is far too painful to fool myself into believing I can do this well. Hell, I just now realized what div tags do, after all this time. Still don't know how to manipulate them on my own, but I know they function less mysteriously than before. A part of me feels slightly dirty because I had to use a template to glean these kernels of knowledge. Anyway, I still loathe you, Internet.