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Friday, Oct. 26, 2001 - 11:23 p.m.

Messing with things I know little about

So for anyone (thanks Tessa) who couldn't see my diary the other day, I've fixed it. You see, I have very little HTML ability. Any changes I've made have come after asking someone how to do it, or deducing where I need to make a change to get something to appear. That or using the instructions from Diaryland. So when I tried to play around with the links to a few new rings I joined (Calvin & Hobbes -- the BEST comic in the history of comics; Twenties -- because sometimes you're just tired of reading about high school girls' crushes; and Journalists -- because I am), I somehow corrupted the coding so that all that would show up in Netscape was a green background.

I've had this problem with some diaries I've read semi-regularly. One day, it's just blank, and I'm saddened that it's all over. So when it happened to me -- and I couldn't even read my own diary on my own computer -- something had to be done.

So I fixed it, I'm pretty damn proud to say.

And most of you probably didn't even notice. Or at least you didn't care enough to mention it, which is fine too.

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