So.

So, I got it last night....
I was adding some stuff, but the webftp program stopped working. Darn it, in the last several hours I have been so stressed out. Last night I was learning the ropes and felt a wave of regret for buying it, and today when I finally understand I can't even update. I don't know what I'm doing wrong, just that it's now unable to connect. There are currently three pages up but it's NOT PRESENTABLE AND NOT READY so don't bug me about it.
I was happy this morning, but now I don't know again. No one needs another creativity/Pokemon fan site. Nobody. I don't want to figure out every single problem Dreamhost decides to throw my way. It's overwhelming, so please don't bug me about it. Don't be smug like, "I knew you couldn't do it!"
It just looks so lame up there, and helpless. I don't care if I'm using the wrong terms or whatever, this is the worst time possible to chastise me for something that trivial.

I just hope no one looks at it. Ever. I wanted something to work towards, but it's going to eat me alive. And now this is failing, too. It's not publishing to Blogspot.
*frazzled*

Well, aren't we our own miniature soap opera?

Yes, no kidding, she's gone. Relith, my former partner in crime, has packed her bags, the poor dear, and officially left. (See: last post by Relith)
Not the most graceful way to do it, actually- she acts like we were treating her like a slave, while she was disagreeable and resisted our attempts to compromise.
Anyhow, Ubu Panoozi is not dead or gone in any way. We still are complaining avidly to the annoyance of nonexistent readers, our usual dull shenanigans. I am struggling with CSS, Lea is drawing (for her own amusement), and I am venting my frustration at passerby.
Yes, Relith is gone, and she doesn't seem to be coaxed back with any amount of hot chocolate or promises. Her site- she disembarked with the promise that she WOULD create something, perhaps we could be affiliates?- is absent, but she is of course, you know, "working on it". In her usual, familiar Relith way.
Over the last few days I have done a number of uproarious, controversial things, and I have been called a "disgrace". That's lovely, right?
Unfortunately, this soap opera has frightfully low ratings.
Join us next time on 'Ubu Panoozi' for another installment of petty, boring drama and vague references to my trickery.
To be continued!

So, I didn’t get the part of Willy Wonka. D:

I'm using weird fonts to upload my blog because I discovered the (painfully obvious) feature of uploading blog posts from Microsoft Word. Wow, exciting. [/sarcasm]

I'm using Papyrus now. I've decided not to rant about not getting the part. It will not do any of you any good to hear about it. Nobody wants an annoyingly depressed blog owner, and besides, I've gotten over it, so I'm pretty chipper right now. Unfortunately, I have schoolwork looming and I got up late. Too late.

I was supposed to be doing something ridiculously important, but I'm far too busy updating a blog. I still think that this feature is nifty, but beware, many, many blog posts will be made in the future about nothing in particular, and proudly published. I had a nice weekend. Happy autumn, everyone out there! I'm starting to be annoyed by the constant grammatical errors I seem to make, due to the grammar checker disregarding context and it's somewhat unreliable.

My life is painfully uninteresting, I think. My whole day consists of work and whining, but I really can't rant about that. I am not going to get distracted by politics, either, despite the many issues that I often feel the need to rant about and the awful doings of a much-loved (give me a break) candidate. (I'm looking at you, Sarah Palin. Yes.) Word crashed when I got to the word candidate, because, apparently, it can absolutely not stand me voicing my opinion. Every time I seem to, it crashes. It's oddly hilarious. Or maybe Word just fails. Ha, I dare you to spontaneously crash, Word. I dare you. At least it recovered the thing. I feel like using different colors for the sake of it. Anyways, back to dull work. I shouldn't complain.

I've got a weird, stupid mind. You should see my to-do list that I made up. I'm not even funny.