A Non-Newtonian Fluid

I desperately just wanted to sleep.
I wanted to go upstairs, lay down, go to sleep and just sleep and sleep and sleep.

That didn't happen.
Insomnia pisses me off.

You never ever get used to it.

hehe.. and I don't even snore.

Usually depression creeps up on little cat feet at you and claws painfully up your leg.

I think this one decided to do away with the subtle formalities and just fucking rip my head off in the way of the jungle cat it knows it really is.

I'm fucking around with my journal styles and so forth.
So yeah .. if you actually skip over to my journal, chances are it is going to look very fucking weird.

Not nearly satisfied with this.. but well... the problem at the moment is the font. I hate the font. I wonder if I can force a font without creating my own style. The problem really is that the style information is so .. vague.
I dunno.
There is always the strong possibility that I'm just not as good at this as I'd hoped.

GRAR. Two journals have what I want to do with the friends page, but I can't figure out what the hell I need to grab to put friends view pictures in the disjointed style.
I mean .. I know what they did, but I don't know how to code it and .. ya know.... I need to just stop and go learn CSS.
bleh

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