Yes, fuck you and fuck me. But I can get past it. Others manage to have blogs without meltdowns - surely I can as well. Nevertheless, perhaps I do need to maintain a little perspective. Anyway, it's not as if everyone's clamoring to read my life-changing commentary - hmmm. Christ, maybe I am an idiot. What do I really have to say that's so special anyway?
So what's the relationship of the text to the picture and where do I set it? Why do I have to type a bunch of bullshit to find out? see, the text doesn't go around the picture it just shoves it the fuck down. I've figured out how to set it plenty of other places, why not here?
| Lower Manhattan at Night |
Well, time to follow my own advice and take a nice long break. The picture is a time and place when I didn't care about page formatting. Hmmm
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