The whole Yesterweb “movement” was like…two shades away from being an outright cult.
the Wired
eh, whatever.
Never going to understand why someone would join any of my fanlistings if they think I’m Satan (correction: I’m actually just his secretary), but hey, if I’ve learned one thing about T(A)FL over the last three years is that they attract a very interesting breed of people.
Go fucking figure, I guess.
autoplay
I have a funny feeling I’ll be screaming about this until the Wired finally burns to the ground, but: people. For the love of all and any gods, goddesses, or various higher powers. Stop. Putting. Autoplaying. Music. On. Your. Webpages. Bloody stop it already.
Why? It’s the digital equivalent of that dickhead that sits in the quiet car on the train and plays his shitty mixtape at 150dB without headphones. As I’m always saying: my friend, I am glad you enjoy your music. I would never tell you not to enjoy it. But not everyone else will, nor should they have to. Lots of people browse with their own music ALREADY playing, or a podcast, or whathaveyou. Basically, dragging your viewer into a room and screaming “LISTEN TO THIS!!!” is rude. Don’t do it.
(Plus, some of us have an exaggerated startle response, usually for Reasons, so suddenly being hit with a blast of sound when we’re not expecting it? Can literally be physically painful. Don’t equivalent-smack your visitors, kids.)
If you really, really want to share your music — and hey, I can understand that, music is great — give your visitor the option of CHOOSING when they want to hear it, if at all. Your best bet is to use a webpage playlist like Wikplayer or one of its many equivalents, and don’t set it to autoplay. Or be really old-fashioned and offer mp3 downloads like the sensible people on Web 1.0 did. Like this!
beginnings
Kind of forcing myself to journal. Kind of. A nice, stable HTML attempt this time around, because my goddess you have no Earthly idea how DONE I am with bloody WordPress. ClassicPress is far more tolerable, but…ugh. Can’t someone just make a nice, simple, flat-file script made specifically for blogging, not content management? Blogger ruled all back in Web 1.0’s death throes. We need a clone of that, in script form.
I’ve made a huge shift to one of my web projects, and I need to work more on it, so of course I’m in an ornery, cranky, I-only-wanna-make-pixels-and-play-BSSMAS mood. Why? …I was going to say “who knows”, but I think it’s because my physical health has taken another dive, which is unfortunate, but not wholly unexpected. I just wish I was one of those people with a kilometre-high pain threshold who can power through anything, but I’m not, so I crumble and sleep a whole lot. You can’t concentrate on making things look cute if it feels like someone is trying to drive one of those Japanese knives you pay megabucks for through your frontal lobe. Or your pelvis. You simply can’t.
…it’s 19°C and cloudy. Winter really is coming, finally. 😀 Thank goodness. My hatred of summer has worsened a thousand times since the World Fell Down; I’m actually thinking of writing a generic silly just-for-fun fantasy piece where summer is the season that’s feared above all else, not winter. I’m sick of reading about dread winters (why is there always a dread winter?)…especially when I’m reading about it while sitting beneath a screaming aircon and it’s literally 35 in the shade outside. It ruffles one slightly, shall we say.
Go away, hell season. Go far away and never come back. I want to wear comfortable clothes I can hide in, and go walking in the early mornings without getting literal heat stroke, and I want to eat yummy strawberries. (Yes, they’re a winter fruit here.) Maybe I’ll even get better. Maybe everything will get better. Just hurry, winter, hurry…
(One day I’ll see real snow. I’m sure. One day…)
rain on a tin roof
it is hot, it is raining, it is humid, and it is gross, but…at least my aircon stopped leaking? like, just stopped as randomly as it started. I have no idea why and I ain’t looking a gift horse in the mouth. or a gift aircon in the…fil…ter? I guess.
set up a PP notebook for me and neechan to share, which should be far more handy than clogging up Facebonk and easier to port if/when DW bites the dust. the user is the only thing that is eternal on the Wired, and there is no Wired without the user. cue Serial Experiments Lain theme here.
(I’d really like to set up a random SELain sorta…thoughtvomit/philosophy page on Neocities, and then I remembered that Neocities is shite and the userbase has the attention span and general IQ of a half-squashed gnat and nobody cares unless there’s a million flashing graphics and the site is literally pointless. sigh. the world’s becoming image-centered and I’m a word-centered girl, despite what the past two years’ inspiration drought would make one think.
maybe I’ll put it on [redacted].Nu. I mean, I got the whole domain for personal stuff, and what’s more personal than my pseudo-deep philosophical ramblings on the state of the Wired?)
Natsume is overheating far too frequently for my liking — and I’m not even playing FFXIV currently, it’ll have to be next pay — but I think that’s mostly down to not being in an adequately climate-controlled area anymore, and at his age, too. he’s not hanging himself or bluescreening at me, yet, he’s just very, very warm to the touch. I have a laptop riser and am constantly putting ice-packs beneath it for super-cooling (and currently have a pedastal fan blowing straight onto him), but eh. he’s a very spicy boy rn. please don’t fry yourself yet, baby. I am not in a decent enough position financially to replace you. give me another year at least T_T
not feeling at all well, and I can’t tell if it’s just the usual nerves-are-demyelinating, brainfog-physfog bullshit, or I’m coming down with something. felt awfully faint for most of the day, inexplicably. I feel fairly decent mentally, if a little anxious about random stuff, mostly interpersonal nonsense. (like, literal nonsense worries, like “oh no what if [x] secretly doesn’t like/love me anymore?!”; that sort of silliness that I can honestly say is just silliness. knowing that doesn’t stop the physical reaction to said anxiety, but hey, at least I can think straight. or as straight as I ever think, ohohoho.
…I’ve been hanging around JE for far too goddamn long.
and I intend to keep doing so, so there. :P)
I have PP snippets eating at my brain and forming like little movies; I need to get them on paper…HTML…thing…as soon as I’m not in mildly severe discomfort. (‘mildly severe’, how is that even a thing–) tried scanning in some WK nonsense for the proposed music+ site and that got exhausting, so that probably says everything about my physical status. demyelination. it’s a complete bitch. i do not recommend it.
in other news, I accidentally downloaded “Keropak” by Hirahara Ayaka (site claimed I was downloading “Aria~AIR”; I was distinctly not…ended up buying that one legally, what the hell) and…that is a cute little earworm, dammit.
**agrees with Sammie-san wholeheartedly** Both of my domains are Tolkien, and both of them have Tolkien-related content. Undomiel.Nu hosts Vilya and Evenstar*NU, heck, that’s for the whole massive Arwen shrine (50% done!! And it’s so lovely…I’m quite surprised with myself. But! Only the best for mah girl Arwen ;.;!).
Not just with Tolkien domains, either. Any sort of themed-domain. Be it Sailormoon, Spiderman, or even bloody TEN Late Night News, people! Nyu nyu T.T;