Because I'm stupid, and I don't know shit about those CSSes and HTMwhat-have-yous. A random spark of inspiration led to total destruction of this obscure little page, so to the half-a-dozen readers (or wanderers, I can't really tell) of TSW, I'm sorry. You should be relieved, to be honest. No more of this sometimes-work, sometimes-life outlet from nelson-who. This could be a sign, though: micro-blogging is hot nowadays, with all the hype around Twitter and Plurk and, uh, Facebook Wall, and I might, you know, micro-blog starting next year (hell, I already have a Twitter account somewhere). Or not, since what you'll get is a barrage of (micro-)rants about blahblahblah getting cut for the nth time -- not healthy at all to everyone involved (or concerned).
Anyway, you have to put up with this lame excuse of a site a bit longer. When I have the chance (or the willing person/people, handsomely paid with a few bottles of butterbeer) I will fix this damn TSW. That, or it's back to that Friendster blog again.
I miss the wall of bus tickets.
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As a bonus:
Since I didn't take pictures that night and I was smack in the middle of 4 or 5 hastily connected tables, I get to observe two very different conversations. Great source of inspiration, if you ask me.
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Of course, this post will not be complete without announcing my planned sick leave on June 18 next year, courtesy of the wicked guys at Pixar:
They should have ended the trailer right after the song. Shame.
Since I didn't take pictures that night and I was smack in the middle of 4 or 5 hastily connected tables,
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