10.03.02
Bite me, Dreamweaver.
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I cannot believe I've been at this for 4+ weeks.

So far, it's decidedly not been an online journal. No, it's been weeks of taunting by what is surely the most counterintuitive program ever: Dreamweaver. Weaver of dreams, my ass. Lemme just say right upfront: I've had a Mac for over a decade. I *get* it. I'm good at picking this stuff up. But Dreamweaver is a bitch.

That's where my husband comes in. Did I mention I'm a newlywed? Yep, five months new. My boy is Tim, and I don't think I'm biased in saying that no one's cuter, or fixes migraines faster.

That said, we're getting on each other's nerves.

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