Yesterday it looked like I was locked out of the old Blogger and would, finally, be forced to switch over to the new version.
I don't do well with change, especially if said change involves technology. I've only recently gotten over my suspicion of matches, preferring for decades to rub two sticks together whenever I wanted to burn something.
Today, lo and behold! I am being allowed into the old Blogger dashboard thingy and am writing this there. However, I've decided to go ahead with the switch anyway. The tension is getting to me. Other folks who've made the change have assured me it isn't overly painful. They have hardly any reason to lie to me.
...Well I'll be darned.
It's now a mere 10 minutes later and I do believe I've made the switch! And...and...there's no blood on my keyboard! My fingernails are intact and my gibbering idiocy is no more pronounced than usual!
In your FACE Technology! I ain't askeered of you no more!
This is the most ept I've felt since I learned to make folders last year.