bitterdiva

I'll take asinine web development for $1000 Alex

As of Monday, I am my organization’s web manager and I will definitely have my work cut out for me. I’m excited because I got a good raise some where along the lines where I should be getting paid which makes this job significantly less irritating. And it’s something that I enjoy doing.

Last evening in class, I left early since I began to be annoyed by the high-schooler who feels they are god’s gift to web design. Having received word of my promotion to web manager, I tuned them out knowing full well that in the class, it is I who is god’s gift. The most important rule, you design webpages with an editor or Dreamweaver, or any other inferior piece of software – you do not design webpages using Adobe Photoshop. I did not mean GoLive, I meant Photoshop. This person creates webpages using Photoshop’s little slice tool. I will give them credit, know that the little slice tool could do that is intriguing and they are by far superior in Photoshop skills than me, but I know (or attempt to know) a little something about code, computers, and the intarweb.

Our current project is a how to guide in the format of a zine. There are nine of us in the class compiling a page on a topic. The supposed web guru only has to come up with the front page because of their dislike of Dreamweaver’s complexity – or their feeling of the ass backwardness of the software. The other way this person does webpages is through Angelfire, which I still believe really isn’t web programming. It’s nice to be on the other end of the spectrum sitting there saying, that’s not how you do it and knowing the person’s full of excrement.

Right now, I just want to be in bed sleeping. Two nights in a row of getting up at 3 in the morning and switching over into my room is no way to spend a night. I enjoy sleeping with Kris, it makes me feel safe inside, but waking up to the abdominally wrenching crampage wondering if I should go to the hospital because of the severity really annoys me – annoys me after the 800mg of advil kicks in and the pain becomes a mere memory.

I’m skipping out of class this evening for a number of reasons: primarily Angel, secondary to escape torture, tertiary to prepare cream cookie dough for baking tomorrow night. I love Halloweek!!!! I also need to begin decoration preparation.

10:23 AM

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