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The day there was suddenly a new theme

on Jan 31, 2013

WTFOMGBBQ. INORITE? Sorry, guys. Apparently, I’m so contrary that even if I tell myself something, I have to go and do the very opposite. It’s Oppositional Defiance Disorder of the very highest degree. So. Yeah. New theme. Not hand-made. This is the first time in – what? Six years? Seven? Ever? – where I haven’t self-crafted a theme, but WordPress has changed quite considerably since I last poked under the hood, and whilst I’m as efficient as any developer at tweaking someone else’s code, it turns out that I’m less concerned about bringing my own up to scratch than I thought. Plus it was time for a change. Time to move on. And I wanted something different without having to code something difficult. Heh. And I know what you’re thinking. Pictures? Really, Vik? I understand – this is indeed a bit of a departure for me. But...

The day there still wasn’t a new theme

on Jan 31, 2013

I know. I need a new theme. But I still like this theme, so each time I’m forced to consider changing it something in me knee-jerks dramatically and runs off sobbing into a corner. Sure, this theme is old and a bit broken but never in life have I stumbled across so perfect a metaphor of ME. Guess what, world? I am old and a bit broken. DEAL WITH IT.

The Day I Was Recapping

on Jan 23, 2013

I’ve been nose-deep in my archives. 2002. 2003. Pre- and post-pregnancy highs and lows. Whining about my ex-ex-job and my ex-ex-colleagues. Family woes. FEELINGS. Too many of those. Mostly sad ones but the occasion happy one jammed in there too. It’s odd; some events are still day-glo bright memories, others are long, long lost in the swirls and whirls of my mind. I complained a lot – some things justifiable, many of them were not. It’s amazing how simultaneously familiar and alien that Vikki is to the one I live within now.

Protected: The Day it was Easier Said Than Done

on Jan 10, 2013

If the post here is protected, it’s probably because I’m ranting about something (read: someone) in my life and am trying to spare feelings. You don’t have to miss out, though. Providing we’re somewhat acquainted (but don’t share DNA), you can ask for the password on my contact page!

The Day With the Funk

on Jan 7, 2013

Woke up in such a funk today. Went to bed last night in one, too. Life’s still a bit fractured as S’s yet to go back to school, so it’s possible that a lack of routine is all that’s dragging me down. I’m not sure. Whatever it is, I’m having one of those days where any word uttered within a six foot radius of me curls my fingers into fists. I’m trying to distract myself with my usual vices (food and real-life crime documentaries, should you wonder), and yet I still feel like crawling under my duvet and hiding until the week is over with. Tomorrow I start writing my new book. I’ve never set out to write like this before, but I have an idea percolating in the back of my mind and three months to complete a first draft. I know. You’re laughing. I am too. But I’ve lost six months’ momentum now, so that’s all I have left....

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