she knew she had to change her plans

It’s the smiling on the package December 31, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — deloresdefacto @ 5:12 pm

Let’s talk about widgets and WordPress design for a second. Here’s what grinds my gears about widgets:

As you can see, I like to have everything in my sidebar categorized and personalized with titles. So I have a section for quotes and readers and wishlists and recommendations, etc. And I have used the last section for the readers and upcoming events with script code instead of widgets because each widget requires its own sidebar section with or without a title. That irritates me. I know the page would flow a lot easier and the scripts wouldn’t halt the loading of the page as much but I don’t want each stupid widget to have its own title in a sidebar. I want them categorized.

So to all WordPress developers out there, I think the new version of WordPress should have a capability where you can put widgets into categories. That way when you arrange the widgets for the sidebar in “Presentation” you can put all of the stupid community widgets like MyBlogLog and Bumpzee into one sidebar divided section. With the way it is now, with the scripts, I can’t put all of that stuff in the text editor of the sidebar because it’s way to cluttered as is and, again, the scripts make the page slower toward the bottom where I had to start putting code in because each freaking widget needed its own title.

Plus the stupid widgets that require code, make background lines underneath your links, regardless of your settings when you configure the thing at their site. So this MyBlogLog widget, for example, looks like cheap crap because it makes trailer shadows under the link text. I’m assuming there’s a conflict between the colors in the widget and the color setting in the template’s CSS. Sigh…What a pain in the ass.

And it’s off to begin the New Year’s festivities again. We went out last night and had a good time. I like catching up with everyone. We did decide, however, that Sunday is nothing compared to Saturday (musically and socially). Anyway, hope everyone has a safe time tonight. I’m off to dinner for Dad’s birthday, then our kick ass party at Fran’s Dad’s house. Ha ha. Cheers, ya’ll!

Photo credit: skelastic


It’s because of these things December 29, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — deloresdefacto @ 4:29 pm

skulls and comp books

I need to write a book entitled, “How to be a Dummy for Anyone and Everyone”. I have no idea why it is so easy for me to overlook the simplest of details so that I screw myself over in the end.

I’m sitting here, checking my email at my decent hour of noon on a Saturday morning over Christmas break, when I get an email from one of the girls in my class asking a few of us if we can finally get around to critiquing her manuscript. I replied back with “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I thought the Workshops didn’t start until next month.” We are off school until the 7th and I was glad to be sitting here, not having to worry about any of it for a while. But I went online anyway to see if she was posting her manuscript early and wanted some feedback sooner than required. Of course, my jump to such conclusions was wrong and I discovered that we had been working on manuscripts, since the beginning of December, and I hadn’t known.

I wrote another reply to everyone and said that I had misunderstood because my manuscript wasn’t due until January. Sure enough, the professor had said before that we were to begin posting manuscripts and critiques in the Document Sharing section instead of the discussion board like every other class I had taken before organized them. In the Document Sharing section I have about twenty manuscripts to read and critique. I sent an email to the professor and told her that I was sorry that I had missed that whole thing. I was thinking that we started posting for the workshops next month in the discussion board for the week like the classes usually do. I also mentioned that I hoped I wasn’t the only one who screwed this up and that it had already been a crazy month anyway.

How in the hell do I sit here with something stuck in my head and proceed obliviously to any contrary elements? I already missed my freaking rent payment at the beginning of the month and then kept screwing it up and making the payment later because I kept trying to leave a check in the rent drop box even though they wrote me two letters saying that late rent can only be paid in the form of a money order. At least I was one of sixteen residents who did the same thing though but that didn’t deter the landlord from charging me a $100 late fee for the month.

Then there was my insurance that I dismissed and figured it was paid even though I was, in fact, paying $200 a month for back months that I didn’t even have insurance. Then there was the handkerchiefs that I bought Dad for Christmas that I couldn’t find but discovered that they were simply in the trunk where the rest of the gifts had been stored. Then there was the stupidity over not refilling my allergy pill prescription and realizing at one in the morning on Friday that I hadn’t refilled that even though I had gone to the doctor to get it prescribed for the month. Then there was my school loan money that I thought was coming and would pay for me well through my program and now it’s definitely dwindling to frightening numbers. Etc. etc. etc.

Why in the hell do I do this all the freaking time? It’s so frustrating. No wonder I procrastinate and don’t put 110% into anything; I get lost in the details and don’t even pay attention to the glaring, obvious errors in my midst. Sigh…

Now I will have to take my “break” time to go through all of these manuscripts and critique them. It’s not a huge deal and I can manage but, damn, I just get so freaking mad at myself because I’m so dense and naive sometimes. And here I was thinking that I was fairly intelligent. Sheesh…Some ego bursting there, huh?

Aside from this little glitch, as you can see by my chosen photo for today’s post, I have started on my photoblog capabilities with my new camera. These little skulls were part of my stupid little gifts that the girls give me here and there. After seeing lomokev’s picture, I tried the idea out for myself. Granted I’m still getting the hang of the fine details of the camera, but I thought this was a cute idea with the black, red and white contrast. (It’s always about those colors and skulls and notebooks with me, isn’t it?)

Anyway, what I am having a problem with is the stupid LCD screen protector always folding up and coming undone. I’d like to just forget having one on there because I’ve tried to apply a couple of them and they just will not stay put. It’s quite frustrating.

But I’ll keep looking for things to get good shots of with my camera. Last night I was thinking about where I could go to take good pictures and felt like some odd stalker as I quietly drove around the waterfront homes, scoping out interesting Christmas light displays. I decided that since I have the camera, I’m going to use it, regardless of my fear of being wondered about. At least, that’s my resolution for the New Year, along with “get a job” and “lose ten pounds.”

Photo credit: deloresdefacto


Nobody knows how to talk to children December 26, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — deloresdefacto @ 3:11 pm

Big sigh as Christmas is now over. It wasn’t bad or anything it was just busy. It’s those two days that you spend trying to enjoy the holiday while running all over the place and feeling disoriented. Saturday and Sunday I watched the dogs and did my house sitting for Fran. Sunday night we watched Spiderman 3. I’ll go as far as to say that I liked it. I don’t agree that it’s the best one out of the trilogy but it was pretty good. I think it was just all Topher Grace — I just love him because he has some freaking personality and his cuteness just makes it better.

Monday we picked Laura up from the airport in the morning. Sunday night we had checked to see how late flights were delayed in NY due to the storm: 3-4 hours. But by morning they were on time so I got myself up early and went to Fran’s to drive over with her. Then I stayed for a while at her house, we ate lunch, watched Princess Bride, visited Mom and Dad for a while and then came home for a nap. Then the busy-ness started.

At 8 o’clock we were at Fran’s Dad’s house for Christmas Eve. We exchanged our gifts between the three of us and I wore my kick ass White Stripes shirt that Laura already gave me that afternoon. It’s very Christmasy so I wore it as my non-dress up, hang out shirt off and on Monday and Tuesday. Anyway, Fran got me some Nightmare Before Christmas stuff and this shirt that I freaking love that has the heart and the barbed wire around it.

Then it was back home to get a shower, try on a few outfits before settling on my standard “going out” shirt and skirt (because that’s all that will freaking fit anymore and at least one of my New Year’s Resolution will have to be to lose this extra weight so my hips will squeeze into my size 8 jeans again without wheezing.) It started to rain, of course, and I easily found a parking space at church. I went to Midnight Mass and actually had to get on one of the nieces case about being too loud. (I mean, she was funny but she was so freaking distracting for the rest of us who were trying to find solace in the moment.) The sermon was good actually because Father made a point of talking about how going to mass doesn’t make you a good Catholic, it just reminds you once a week of what is really important.

After mass, I came home at 1:30 and stayed up until 3:30 to wrap presents. This has been a long standing tradition for me because I learned it from my grandmother. We wait until the last minute, gather up all the gifts and wrap until late at night and by the time Christmas comes and everyone is ready to open them, the sleep part was skipped. I started my own tradition of watching A Christmas Story during the marathon on TBS and wrapping my presents on the floor in front of the television. The funny thing was that it occurred to me that this was the first Christmas I spent in my new apartment because last year I was sick and had the gall bladder surgery and had to stay at my parents’ over that whole week and didn’t come home until the day after Christmas. That made me happy to know that I had my own little nook in the world to have my Christmas to myself for a while. I plugged in my little silver tree, put on the red garland, turned on the lights on the porch (I have three little gold cone trees that light up) and enjoyed the moment while I could.

But that was short lived because I went to sleep, then got up at 8 o’clock again to start the running around all over again. I took my shower, went to Circle K, got gas and coffee and proceeded to my parent’s house with my presents in tow (three each for Mom and Dad; not bad for a broke gal like me.) Dad wasn’t all for the cheeriness of the day and I was sort of irritated that he wasn’t just letting things go and having a good time like Mom and myself were. (I’m sure there’s a grammatical error in the sentence but oh well.) I got a cool necklace with my name on it a la Carrie Bradshaw, perfume, stuff for the bedroom, stuff for the bathroom, fuzzy socks, a purse, a cordless sweeper thing (because I freaking hate to vacuum), my all in one printer, a Winnie the Pooh (it’s been a long standing joke since I was a kid that I was the only child without a Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal so now at age 31, my mother finally bought me one.) Then I got my long awaited camera. I love it and I can’t wait to try it out somewhere other than here while taking pictures of the cat (he never stands still long enough to get good shots of him anyway.)

After the gifts and the dinner and the parade on TV, I went home to take a nap at 1 o’clock. I was to go back to Fran’s Dad’s at 2:30 but I was neither in the mood for lasagna (the food I already had at Mom and Dad’s was already giving me heartburn and refusing to go down completely) so I slept until 4:00, got a shower and headed back over to see my “other” family for a while. By the time I was done it was 7:00 and instead of going with everyone to see National Treasure, I went back to pick up my stuff from my parents’ house, ate dinner again, visited and decided to go home. I watched Pirates 1 on TV and tried to just hang out for a bit so I could watch Orlando Bloom as anticipated. While everyone was at the theater, Fran sent me a pic of her kissing James McAvoy on the Atonement poster and included the text message of, “I scored at the movies!” Ha ha ha.

I went to bed after midnight, leaving the Christmas lights on and slept and slept. Now I’m trying to get back into the swing of normal life once again. Damn I hope I get a job soon. Sigh…bring on the New Year.

Photo credit: rjblogs


Everything I am will be bought and sold December 18, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — deloresdefacto @ 12:49 pm

So here’s what happened. As predicted, my scam of a web host finally went down and my site was saying that my account was suspended. How can it be suspended when it was a base-line fee for lifetime hosting? I even checked the web host’s main homepage and they had a suspended account as well. Go figure. So I wanted to try the other guy’s web hosting that, again, I bought on Ebay as “lifetime” at a base price. I can’t log into that web host’s FTP server at all so my guess is that he was a scam too. (Hell, it was probably the same guy.)

I then went on the usual search for a good web host and decided on GoDaddy because they’re reputable. I shelled out the money and luckily went with them because I had the worst time setting up my WordPress databases on the new servers. (I chose a Windows hosting package instead of a Linxus hosting package; keep this in mind next time. You must choose a Linxus hosting plan when using WordPress. Windows won’t allow you to use PHP. The more you know…)

By the time I figured out how to backup the WordPress database files correctly: again, something to be aware of, don’t bother having the Firestats tables included in your backup database files. All it does is make the file too large to import. I had to cut and paste each table to import it that way; into smaller files. It’s not a huge pain in the ass but it takes some time and patience.

And that’s precisely what happened. I lost patience after doing this and getting no where every day. Finally, after I knew the GoDaddy host was changed to Linux and I had mySQL files cut into a smaller size (I just eliminated all the Firestats tables) then I went to putting the damn thing back up. Plus I found out that when it says it can’t find your wp-header file, it just means to put a copy of it into your root directory. I swear, if it weren’t for the WordPress forums, I would never get this thing working.

And here I am, with a site that’s up again and even upgraded to WP 2.3. I’m so proud of myself even though it did take a freaking week to get it done. Sigh…

Photo credit: manu contreras


Give me a reason to be beautiful December 5, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — deloresdefacto @ 4:38 pm

I ordered my camera, yet again. This time I chose NewEgg because they’re offering a 1GB memory card and a case, plus free shipping and an optional $3 rush processing. Plus, they’re supposed to be listed as “excellent” in the buyer’s reviews and the price was the same as every place else so I just went with them.

Now, as far as stupid little things that have been going on, I have a lot I can try and cram in here. First of all, I forgot to pay my rent. Uh huh. Forgot. The rent was due on Saturday obviously and I thought about putting the rent in during Thanksgiving break but since it was at a weird time this year and we had that whole blank week between Thanksgiving and the beginning of December, I just forgot to put the check in. I figured that during Thanksgiving no one would be there for a while and it was too early to pay it and it would get lost or something. Then about a hundred stupid things happened that made me lose my concentration and not until Tuesday night when my mother casually asked about my rent check, did I even realize that I had forgotten. This is what I get for bitching about how much she’s been driving me crazy for months.
So, I put the check in that night and Wednesday, yesterday, they sent up a letter saying that I owed the $100 late fee for the rent and was indebted to the complex and blah blah blah. I knew it would happen and I couldn’t blame anyone but myself, so I didn’t panic. Just wrote out a new, extravagant check and dropped it in the night slot with a note saying, “Sorry, this just totally slipped my mind.”
To top off my proof of insanity plea, later that night as I was cooking the ramen noodles and Lean Pockets that I considered dinner (I have money to eat but I’m trying to not, so I make myself deal with anything but fast food) I looked over the letter that they had sent up and I had skimmed over the part that said, “We do not accept personal checks after the 2nd.” Freaking lovely. I swear, I need some kind of brain food or something if I can manage to screw up something like that just by overlooking a couple of basic instructions. Sheesh.
Anyway, so this morning I got up at the usual 8:45 (no idea why this has been the trend but I’ve been watching Regis and Kelly in the morning’s now too due to the new habit.) I had to call the landlord, tell him that I was sorry that I messed that up and would go to the the bank and get a money order. He said that was fine and sixteen other people in my building had done the same thing because of the weird calendar and the holiday times. He said some people were into the problem with being late on the water bill and looking at a “rent not paid” situation and not being able to get their rent paid right now until their bill was up to date. Thank God that wasn’t my situation. I paid this month’s bill that’s not due until later this month, already, just to make sure everything was in order. Plus, like the landlord suggested, when I gave them the money order, I also gave them a check for New Year’s to cover rent when that comes around because, again, the possibility of forgetting is going to be very likely.
But that’s not all. I went to the bank when they opened and went into the drive-thru and filled out the little blue withdraw form that offers a “money order” option for your withdraw. However, the cashier said that they don’t make out money orders through the drive thru. Okay…why? I had my ID, my account number, my everything…why? But I went into the bank reluctantly anyway with my messy pony tail and unwashed face to get my banking done. Plus it was freaking freezing outside and I really didn’t want to get out of the car. The cashier wanted to have me get an “official bank check” but I told her I wasn’t going to risk that if the landlord specifically said “money order or cashier’s check.” An official check isn’t the same and I’ll be damned if I’m going to screw things up for a third time.
See how good I am at messing things up without even trying? No wonder I’m an over-thinker; I assume I’m going to miss something somewhere and annihilate any chance of harmony I could ever have.

I also got my hair cut on Tuesday night. I was out doing something other than paying my bills and it occurred to me that I should just go and get it done while no one was at the salon. Of course I went there and my regular lady wasn’t working and the other lady that I liked had a guy’s hair cut to take care of so I ended up with a white trash lady who did a good job but she just was not professional at all. And I don’t like to be mean to anyone and I don’t feel comfortable complaining about something like that because it makes me feel like I’m overreacting and just “snitching” (as my kids use to call it) and just being a bitch. But I guess most people will speak up and say, “I don’t think this is right.” I’m getting better at it but when it comes to someone’s person, I just feel mean.
What she did was the typical hairdresser bullshit of taking too long on a simple thing because she wanted to talk. And asking me questions and having a normal conversation is fine, and if I know the person, I always ask how their kids are and their husbands and pets or whatever. But I didn’t know who this lady was and she told me about her boyfriend being an alcoholic and spending all of her money and how her daughter had a baby that she was helping take care of and how people at the salon pissed her off but she would never do anything because she would lose her license and she didn’t have money to pay her mortgage and she wanted to work with the school board instead because “these days they kick the bad ones out a lot easier.” Of course I told her that wasn’t true and it was actually the opposite of true anymore. And I did the “uh-huhs” and the “oh, really?s” but all in all it was annoying and I felt bad for her and was polite but I would never have her do my hair again. So now Fran and I either have the option of just having her sister cut it or go to our regular lady. And we use to have a lady who did the best job but she moved to California so her boss if the one who does our hair now. She’s nice but she’s having a lot of problems with her employees; here’s a perfect example. I want to tell her about it next time I see her but, again, I don’t want to be a “snitch.”
Of course, I told my mother about it so I’m sure when she’s in there next time, she’ll tell the whole shop and I’ll end up with death threats in my mailbox signed by this lady’s alcoholic trailer park ex-con of a boyfriend. Sigh…
Let’s see, what else? Oh yes, I ordered my Canon Pixma MX300 so I can have everything in one piece of hardware. Aside from that and the camera, I don’t know what else I want for Christmas. I think Laura is getting me the new White Stripes shirt and I could order the new singles they have with Beck but that’s not a must-have right now. I wanted perfume too but I don’t need to waste money on that right now either.

I want to make my own blogging site; you know, stuff about blogging with links and articles and everything but I don’t know if it’s worth it. It seems so much easier to just add my opinions on the subject into my very long personal entries. As Darren Hoyt pointed out; the magazine theme is much slicker and more organized for blog posts with categories. I really should separate them but when I have a lot to say, it’s so much easier to write everything out in one glorious entry. Besides, again, it’s too much of a pain in the ass to post every entry to every site over and over again.

I was looking at 30+ WordPress Plugins To Get More Blog Readers and started discovering some new sites for blogging. Now, from the article, I saw some of the tricks that I had already started doing like cross publishing my posts. However, when I have tried email publishing widgets, they never work. I’m trying DJ Email Publish again though because if this actually worked, it would save me some time. Unfortunately not all blogging services offer email publishing so I’ll still have to go to each and every site where I have an account and cut and paste my entry from w.bloggar to their editor. (No, w.blogger doesn’t want to cooperate either and it won’t let me set it up for all of my blog account sites. So annoying. But now there is an updated version so maybe if I mess with that for a bit, I can get something set up so it’s easier for me.)
Anyway, next they talk about feed and I’ve pretty much got that one covered, as far as I can tell. There are still a lot of sites and tools that I haven’t used yet, so I’ll have to look into it but otherwise I’m at least somewhere on the map with my feed published. Social bookmarking; same as feed. I have some but not a lot.
I want someone to create a client that lets you publish and share to numerous accounts and sites. That way, you can write one post, with one set of tags and use only one client, like w.bloggar that will publish to all of your WordPress, Blogger, MT, Livejournal, etc. websites and add them to your digg,, ma.gnolia, wink, technorati, etc. accounts too. Everything in one packaged deal. Wouldn’t it be lovely? Who is out there that can actually create programs? I need to patent this idea. I’m tired of coming up with inventions and never getting my cash for the royalties. Ha ha.
Incidentally, from, I found so I have two new accounts there to add in my “personal links” blogroll category. I love that my Hi5 layout options were entitled “Punked In” and “Happy Emo Kid.” I signed up for my Vox account. I’m so glad they finally have a free blog service that uses MT. I have always wanted to play around with Movable Type but never could get it to work on any of my sites. I also started searching randomly for photos for my entries with Flickr: Explore!.

And in my own world, I decided that I don’t envy men entirely. They don’t have any idea what it’s like to have conversations with their friends like girls can. They don’t get to talk about what a rat some guys are for treating girls a certain way and how girls are pretty good at spotting the rats fairly quickly. I’ve had some interesting chats with some of my friends lately and sadly I had to be one of the ones to give relationship advice. I actually had to explain; “Sex changes everything and some men use women for sex. They just see it differently. Call it for what it is and don’t call him again.” Sigh…I don’t think everyone, men and women included in this group, understands how disappointing it is to find out that there are people in the world who just don’t care about telling the truth. They have to learn it on their own.
Plus,with girls, there’s the shopping talk, the movie talk, the family talk, the work talk…all of it. Even the America’s Next Top Model talk; men just don’t understand how fun all of this stuff really is. It gives us a comforting, self satisfaction to be as feminine as possible. Only girls can understand the need for a circle of friends to discuss such things. For example, I had to email the gals on this one. Only they understand how freaking hot Henry Cavill looks in this: The Tudors: New Season Coming in 2008
Dear Lord, how I do those these beautiful British men…Sigh…

Photo credit: northernstar