about the design

I decided to redesign my site when I realized that a) its layout no longer suited what I wanted to do with it and b) it was inflexible to the point of being static. And while I'm at it, I said to myself, why don't I validate all the code?

In retrospect, this was maybe not the clever idea it seemed at the time. Especially the part where I said ooh, look, syntax highlighting! and decided to teach myself how to use vim.

The CSS employed is an unholy amalgamation of stylesheets found at glish.com and the BlueRobot Layout Reservoir. Hand-coded in vim; graphics mangled using the Gimp. Tested in Mozilla Firebird, Opera, and w3m. Not tested in IE. Should function just about anywhere, though only CSS-compliant browsers will get to see the nifty layout.

The page titles are, for the most part, song lyrics chosen because I thought they bore some tangential relationship to the pages' contents. Those able to identify all the references may garner some understanding of my musical tastes, or at least of what songs tend to get stuck on repeat in my head.

Hosting provided by the gracious Lise of doyourthing.org. Long may she continue to put up with me.

stock disclaimers

All fictional characters, and the universes in which they reside, belong to numerous individuals and corporations whom I cannot be arsed to enumerate. All real people belong to themselves. I do not own the characters or their universes, I derive no profit from these writings, and nothing described here ever happened. Potential bringers of lawsuits may win fabulous prizes, such as a laptop with nonfunctional Ctrl and A keys, several packets of lime chili shrimp ramen, back issues of Bitch magazine, and a Salvation Army bicycle.

Writing archived herein may contain any or all of the following: bad words, illicit substances, homoeroticism, explicit sex, kink, stylistic showiness, and mindfuckery. If you're not of a legal age to read adult material or the prospect gives you the heebie-jeebies, best bail now. If you choose to stay -- hey, I read Delta of Venus at thirteen and it doesn't seem to have warped me, much. You know what you can handle. If you don't, it is not my responsibility to set your limits.