I have noticed that my hair is growing faster since I left my job. When I was in the UK in October, I delighted in the fact that Chris and Geraint -- who are both younger than me -- were losing their hair faster than me. Ever since then, I have been convinced that karma would repay me by making me go bald within a year. And I have watched with concern one little patch on the top of my head that was slightly thinner. But now, as I say, my hair appears to be coming back. Yes!
Unemployment is the new Propecia. It's better, actually, because it doesn't cause impotence -- perhaps to the child bride's chagrin. Even with the pressures and frustrations and distractions of full-time employment I am a sex pest. Now that I have more energy, I am even worse.
HER: "Cool down. Don't you have anything to do?"
ME: "Nope. Take off your pants."
I don't have much to blog today because I spent several, several hours pushing my 90s-era HTML skillz to the max in redesigning my Welsh-language blog. I am immensely proud of the fact that I made my own header. Yes, a 14-year-old girl could slap something like that together in about 5 minutes, but I'm not a 14-year-old girl, am I?
I am a 30-year-old man and it took me about an hour.
It doesn't make sense in a Welshy context to have incorporated an Irish beer into my header, but I don't care. Guinness is the always hotness*. If I want to spend all day putting Guinness on my blog, that's my right, bitches.
The new template has an odd foible in the sense that a post will magically disappear from the line up. It can be brought back by refreshing the page. I assume this has something to do with my fucking with the CSS. If anyone has a clue as to what I've done and how to fix it, I'd appreciate some help.
I am still looking for a better template for this here blog that you're reading. It's had the same look for 16 years. So far, I've got nothing, although I thought it would be funny to put this one up. Amateur, tacky and hard to read -- what could be better?
*See what I did there, Jenny?