Hard Work...

I'm currently slaving away over a hot laptop trying to distill the mess that is my website into something usable. I've now only got the client-side image map to do, of all the things that have been mentioned in your helpful and candid reviews. Once that is done I'll work on the galleries and mp3 downloads, and we're actually in business.
The only problem is, the bottle of very fine port that I've consumed during the course of my work has heavily affected my programming abilities, my typing, and (I'm beginning to fear) my bladder continence. It's pretty good stuff, and I must thank my darling lover for giving it to me as a Yule gift.
This is the first post I've made for a while that hasn't had any actual purpose or deliberate intention, which feels kinda good. I'm going to listen to some Tom Waits and generally chill for a bit.
I have a rehearsal tomorrow.
I fear I will have a headache.
I will accept things I can't change.
I will go pee now.
Over and Out.

Gott in Himmel!

This website is driving me crazy! I've done the image map, and now it's starting to look like I want it to, but the hit counter is floating all over the shop. I've fixed it using an absolute co-ordinate but it still wobbles a bit.
Also, it's updating very irregularly, I'll change two pages and one will change straight away and the other one takes a couple of hours to show up online, which makes the site look rather ragged-arsed in the interim period.
People do this for a living? How are they not insane?