This is the story of a girl, a computer, a beginners' guide to HTML and the resulting webpage. It begins around new year 1997, when the girl (that would be me, Debbie - click here to find out who that is) first got access to this Internet thing.
After a few months 'getting to know each other', I decided it was time to take things a little further, and began finding out how these webpage things actually worked. Thanks to a few HTML primers and so forth, I gradually got to grips with the coding (yep, I code it myself, none of these fancy webpage-writer thingies, and call it masochism if you like) and came up with Debbie's Webpage Mark One. All blue and cream, I seem to remember, with a bit about me, a bit about some bands I like, some links, that sort of thing. Not particularly exciting but I had made my mark on the world wide web, in my own little way.
By about January 1998, I had a got a little bored with this one, and inspiration for a brand new site arrived. Since I hadn't the time to produce something that needed regular updating or specialist knowledge, I decided to produce something with no greater purpose than that of filling in people's spare time with nothing much in particular. And so "Killing Time - A little corner of the web from me to you, the people with more time than sense" was born. Now with a stylish black and white colour scheme, a whole section devoted to the magnificent Radiohead, an entire picture gallery, and shrine to my friend Irene (born of one particularly productive journey on the London tube) and, above all, a fancy name, it was a step forward. it even grew pretentious enough to have a counter put on it. And so it remained, for another year or so.
Yet again, I grew bored. Killing Time needed revamping. So I set to work on a second version, now with a stylish grey and white colour scheme. And here it is, hopefully all working, hopefully an improvement on the one before. Still of no particular purpose other than to provide for people like me who think the Internet is really just the world's biggest excuse for a bit of procrastination. True love waits - the rest is killing time.
The end - for now.
