Okay... got the skin I like... for the moment.. and I'm trying to enter codes.. lots of changes
Got my friend Ann on line making her own waves over there and showing me what she's done so far. I like it. Testing the archiving now to see if it works with the skin... *crosses fingers and dives*

c.D.

leaving skool Tripp at 3/18/2004 12:42:00 AM [comment]

{xoxo}

*caucophanous sounds of percolating voices*
And so it begins...

This is the beginning... a test... a toe in the pool... let's see how this thing works and go from there. Someone asked me last week, "Do you have a blog?"
My reply: No.
Apparently, I lied... or at least I was premature in responding as... well.. here it is. And so it goes. The rest is apt to be catastrophically downhill... like a boy and his tiger in a sled with no brakes...

(and when things happen in reverse, is it us that turns around in circles, or does the Universe spin about thusly beneath our toes?)

I repost the beginning and see if lands as it should....


who am I today?
~ Kyte

what day is it?
~the day of dreaming



leaving skool Tripp at 3/17/2004 02:05:00 AM [comment]

{xoxo}

OK... I said I was going to sleep, but new toys intrigue me... to the point of massive mental damage. The hallucinations are beginning and the gnomes are crawling closer. With that being said and the changes in templates and the reposting being done, I'm done... stick a fork in me.

*OW*... okay.. gnomes with sharp, pointy things are not allowed... go away.. shoo!! *flicks evil wee beastie in th'forehead and growls menacingly..."my keyboard"...*

I come back to play tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow... when it is no longer the day of dreaming.

*caucophanous percolating voices*

Tell me... why are you here?

I am asking this of myself, sensing my fingers are still on the keys and words continue to appear before my tired eyes. That's it, kids. C'mon now... off t'bed wi' ya!

*sighs and slinks away in the night.....*

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomor......




leaving skool Tripp at 3/17/2004 01:54:00 AM [comment]

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It lives!!!!

*does a jig*

Ow... okay... far too early in the morning and I must sleep. So off go I to do so and leave the gnomes and gremlins to eye the keyboard hungrily. Whatever should happen here until my next intentional post is up to the muses of the monitor and input devices... *eyes the mouse warily*... Stay!

Who am I today?
~Kyte

What day is it?
~the day of dreaming

leaving skool Tripp at 3/17/2004 01:32:00 AM [comment]

{xoxo}

I see..
waiting is the game.
And so, I sit and wait while the mystical powers-that-be listen to the squeaking wheel of the CPU hamsters and churn the information I sent along nearly half an hour ago..
I wonder where the white went when the snow melted and contemplate the pixelation of the wood-grain print on the fiberboard desk before me until it is time... and go to check again.... is it soup yet?

Who am I today?
~curiouser and curiouser, Alice

What day is it?
~the day of dreaming



leaving skool Tripp at 3/17/2004 01:24:00 AM [comment]

{xoxo}