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May 8, 1997 Well the weather has taken a turn for the worse and I'm now staring out at piles of pale grey clouds that look singularly unimpressive. They're that sort of brain deadening grey that makes your head feel like it's stuffed with cotton. I'm also alternately staring at the screen in despair as I try to figure out where the heck I'm going with this page. I've seen some really impressive pages lately, and got so disgusted with mine, that I scrapped the whole thing and started from scratch. This is the immediate result. It's still linked up to some old stuff which will be going away soon, no doubt. I need to fix the bits where I deleted graphics from my account so it would take up less space and just plain have clean directories. I guess I just plain feel like grumbling about the Web right now, because that's what's I've been working on for the past several hours. |
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