I know, I know. Where has the petite Asian chick (whose parents named her after an 80s tennis star) gone? I'm here, there. Everywhere. It's a sad, sad cycle that I always find myself rolling along with. I sketch out possible layout designs. I pick one that adore best and execute the layout to the best of my coding ability. Sad to say, I'm still doing it old school, hand-coding with dependable notepad applications. Impressed?
Ha, just kidding. After maybe twelve hours of hard work into the wee hours of the morning, which usually ends in severe carpal tunnel, I stand back and admire my work. Constantly. I make a test post, typically with latin filler that I scrounged from a simple Google search. I follow this post with a real one, about something that's on my mind and a fickle promise to blog regularly and upkeep whatever I had just created. So in a way, I'm not much better than Julius Caesar's adage of power: Vini, vidi, vici! Only I didn't conquer anything: I designed; I posted; and I neglected.
So here's a truly honest apology. I'm sorry, JDV. I promise I'll try and post more often. We'll see how fickle this promise is.
I know, I know. Where has the petite Asian chick (whose parents named her after an 80s tennis star) gone? I'm here, there. Everywhere. It's a sad, sad cycle that I always find myself rolling along with. I sketch out possible layout designs. I pick one that adore best and execute the layout to the best of my coding ability. Sad to say, I'm still doing it old school, hand-coding with dependable notepad applications. Impressed?
