Like the look? I do. And after fourteen hours of hunting and pecking out html code from four different skins and my own head, this is what I came up with. If nothing else, I know the process and I can do it again if I decide to change it. Not bad for someone who doesn't know code.
I'm even too bleeding tired to talk in partial sentences and be all cryptic (I'm posting this the night before because I love you, but I won't wake up at BFEarly in the morning to post). Sorry, this is what you get when I'm off for the day and have nothing more pleasant than code to write. Fuck that. I have tons to do, but this code thing has been kicking my ass and I was sick of not understanding it. I'd like to think I'm a quick study, but there is nothing in me that wants to do this again anytime soon.
Regardless of the credit I'm sure they'll take, that lame-ass blog which did a review and which I removed from my blog-roll, have nothing to do with this alteration. I've been trying to figure it out for a while now. And aside from the blaring white letters you're reading at this second (yep, this one right here) I'm fairly pleased with the finished product.
Other shit: My supervisor called me late morning today (erm yesterday based on posting times) because he can't remember if he filed a certain company portfolio under the group or the administrator and never bothered to learn the system to look it up. Yes, sir. While I'm blowing my possibly Swine Flu contaminated bacteria into this handy disposable kerchief, let me muddle through the mucus in my mind and see if I can find it for you. Because there isn't possibly anyone else in the office who could take care of it... WHILE I'M OUT. I'm sorry did your eardrum pop? My bad.
Note to self: "Mia, next time he calls, tell him you contracted a computer virus and it's contagious. Follow it up with a ringing oink."