I'd love to say something profound and exciting, something that tickles your toes and delights your eyes, some piece of prose that makes you sit up at your computer screen and scream, "wow" into the quiet of your desktop reflections.
Instead, well, instead there's just me, waving quietly from the corner of your friend list (if you're reading one of those).
I'm wondering if the html becomes instinctual and the interface eventually moves from this sterile playground to familiar friend? I'm going through the growing pains right now, you see, the parts I truly hate, the evil *change*. And it's been the banner year for that. Going back to school, moving to Austin, of all places, quitting the job, getting loans, leaving beloved friends. I figure, why not LJ? So you'd think I'd be used to it by now. But I'm not quite there. Soon though. Soon I'll look change in the face and give it a big ass bear hug when it comes along, right? Right.
Still not *quite* there yet.