I spent all night trying to come up with a layout, and I finally thought I was there. It wasn't anything special, it certainly wasn't anything spectacular; in fact, it was only slightly less crappy than the MySpace default, but I thought it might do, and so I went to upload it. It looked fine on the preview, but when I hit the Save All Changes-button...NOTHING HAPPENED. Seriously.
I did everything right (inasmuch as I did everything as per instructions), and yet my MySpace tonight remains as boring as ever. It's enough to drive a girl to drink, or failing that, to bed.
PS. What's this? Has anyone else noticed LJ's renamed the Edit Journal-page to Edit Captain's Log? It's not that I mind, exactly, it's just that...what on earth for?
I've come to a decision: it's definitely time I paid another visit to the hairdresser's, so that's where I'll be going tomorrow afternoon, after my final session with Menno. My tennis elbow hasn't gone away yet, but the insurance only covers 10 sessions. And Menno told me last time he'd looked it up and we'd had 19 sessions already...
And oh look! Paul Weller's approved my friends request already. And so has Martin Gore. And Cocteau Twins. I've only just discovered them this morning. CoRo have also finally added me, I see. Two other bands have politely asked to be added to my Friends, so now I've got more bands listed there than actual people...Wonder who else I might be able to find -- Elvis Costello perhaps? Let's see if New Order are there!
ETA: Well, New Order are there; Elvis Costello is not. Shame, really.
I had dinner with a friend yesterday. When I told him of the predicament I faced, he was quite adamant I should try to get a pay-out by appealing to the courts. But to be honest, I'm not sure I want to go into such a protracted wrangle. I just want to get out, and move on.
I've been looking at what's on offer at the various agencies in town. There appears to be no shortage of work, and this makes me feel quite hopeful that whatever choice I make, in the end all will be well.
There are quite a few weirdos on myspace -- my inbox is overflowing with badly written messages from North African and Middle Eastern young men all extolling my sparkling eyes and, in one instance, 'soculant' skin. Succulent skin? And from this they deduce that I'm 'caring and kind', and above all, interested in pursuing a relationship with them. I suppose I should feel flattered really, but strangely, I am not. Thank God for the Delete-button.
I joined myspace last night, and now I have 8 friends! Wonderful -- but I must ask one question: how does one add comments to another's page -- I can't see a button for it?