Phew

Well, I've been experimenting with cascading style sheets in order to make my life easier. And, while they've given me a great deal more flexibility (or am I just plagiarizing the book I read?), they've also given me a scare here and there. And in the end, there's not much difference here, but I think it's cool. Who knew?

Uneventful day chattering away with cute Bulgarians in LA about the software. One of them, who RJ swears is the spitting image of his partner minus six inches (vertically), sounds just like Groundskeeper Willie. He's Bulgarian, but he has almost a brogue. I wish I could meet these guys. They're all so animated and really into their work. I like listening to them talk about their ideas.

Then I spent another two boring hours in the rain in traffic on the bridge trying to get home. I'll never understand it.

And when I walked in, I couldn't tell if it was X or J who dashed into the bathroom and stormed out without saying a word. It was too dark to tell. Just call me Her Majesty, Queen of the Nile.

That's all.

I was silly enough to write this at 7:48 PM