Theydies and Gentlethems, FRUSTRATING TIMES

Everything bad you heard about WordPress is true,
And despite the software fork of it,

This thing has been fucking frustrating.

This cobbled together thing is still mine
So I forgo sleep, peace, creativity
Trying every forum post and whim,
With Support Desk in my inbox
More than my loved ones

I do all this
Because I still want it
And I am a stubborn creature of habit

But this creature should be writing
Instead of tearing my hair out
Because my newsletter has been broken for months!
I should be doing #NaPoWriMo
Not restarting MySQL for the umpteenth time

I can't figure this out
I don't have time for this

I am
This close to
declaring "FUCK IT" and
Moving to
Something different
Despite what I've said

But gotdamn
I don't care about more monetization
I don't want to turn my audience
Into a fucking business

I just want people to visit, subscribe, or RSS as they please
FOR FREE
I just want to write
LEAVING THE SERVER WRANGLING TO THE PROFESSIONALS

Today, I will walk away
And do fun things
(after making backups)
I will write still, and do my homework

Next week,
The software may change abruptly
And you will see me messily
Put things back together
In a live environment.
Good thing I'm NOT a professional.
I just wish I was better at this sort of thing.