I got scratched and bitten by cats many times in my childhood, because I didn’t know that this facial expression meant “Little girl, if you value your limbs, you will immediately cease your attempts to hug me.”
If I had been raised in a Bengal forest, surely I would have become tiger food before my third birthday.
In other news, I looked at my site a couple of weeks ago and couldn’t stand many things about it. Back when I was still a
bum student, that would have been my cue to design a new layout. Now I am a working stiff, so I no longer enjoy such exotic luxuries as Free Time and Sleep.
Instead I replaced the ghastly stripy border with a tasteful drop shadow, made the footer a smidgen taller, modified the navigation bar, and combined the old Profile and Site Info pages into one concise About page.
Completely insignificant to the first-time visitor, hardly noticeable for the regular reader, but a world of improvement to the borderline obsessive-compulsive site owner.