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Permalink Miki: *stares in horror* nsync got nominated for a _soul train award_?!? how.what………OW. godDAMN. now we’ll never convince justin he’s not black >.<
Andy: *stares* you know what this means correct?
Miki: that he must be destroyed and replaced with a JustinBot that we control thru highly advanced brainwave-related technology?
Andy: *nods head* I’ll get the pliers
Yes, its true. We now have proof that God is dead. Or at the very least living in Poughkeepsie, gorged on some really good ‘shrooms and laughing his fool head off.
Permalink Did I mention? B-O-R-E-D. And frustrated. Ugh.
What Beatles’ song are you?
Permalink Um. Can I just say? Ow. Eesh. Sites like that make me feel so much better about my own sites, because however craptastic they may be, never EVER have I created something that made you wish for a pair of sunglasses. Sweet jeez….
Permalink I made a button for sacrificial pizza. Behold the sane.
Permalink *squeaks* Ano…Des-chan? Whatchu need help with?
Permalink Toying with dQ’s version 5. I’m sort of dimly considering using frames, altho for the life of me, I can’t tell you why. Perhaps because it currently looks like this and I can’t decide how I feel about it. I like the image, I like how Lance is all, “Peekaboo! MINE!” and JC seems very happy to be claimed. Also, I like the dim blues and the blinds effect, altho you can’t really make that out in the cap; when I shrunk it down it just ended up looking dark, but trust me, its kinda neat. Violently hate the title graphic, but then, I tend to hate most of the graphics I do for dQ. Which is probably why Amelia does them half the time.
Its very, very tempting to just take the current template, change the colors, and do a Lanced version of the title graphic. Because I really really like this one, and I hated the Nightvision layout, passionately goddamn hated it, which is a shame because I liked the name, and Vin Deisel, and Pitch Black is just one of my favorite films, but DAMN I hated it. Then again, most of my layouts here are just variations on each other. Which might be why I’m considering frames, because that would at least require me to think a bit.
Or maybe I should just whine to Amelia, and flatter and beg, and swear that I will under no circumstances use anyone from any boyband when I redo Skins… of the WinAmp Persuasion for her, no matter how much I might like the Leather Chair Photos, or how insanely pleased I get whenever we have matching layouts, if she will only, please gods and goddesses, fix fracking dancing Queen for me.
……..ne, you think that would work?
Permalink I seem to be on a minor CD-burning rampage. Ages ago, Amelia burned an Aikawa Nanase mix CD for me, but ever since my mom got her new Gateway, I’ve been itching to take the CD-RW drive for a spin. So yesterday, morning, I did. And yes, my creation was poppy and evil, and yes, I do enjoy it muchly. And I just two minutes ago finished burning a bizarre 80s hits CD that combines all the songs I actually like off Rock of the 80s vol 2 and More of VH1’s The Big 80s in one glorious shrine to shiny happy lameness. And I am even now pulling together more CDs in my head, because good god, I love music and doing anything remotely creative, and doesn’t this just combine the two fantastically?!
You realize of course that part of my erection for burning CDs is the fact that afterwords I get to make labels and cover art for them, right? I mean, really, people, you could at least try to pretend that you’ve been paying attention….
Permalink New layouts at skin me… and sacrifical PIZZA. Hooyaw, baby.
Permalink So, according to HumanForSale.com I’m worth exactly: $1,116,990.00. I think I’m flattered.
Watched A.I. Artificial Intelligence, which is nearly as long as its name, and had me this close to tears in about half a dozen places. Which is strange when you consider that I thought the kid robot was fucking psychotic. Oh, my god. I mean, he was sweet as hell, and I think Haley Joel Osmet did a good job, but trust me, “mommy’s” love or lack there-of had nothing to do with him being a machine and everything to do with him being SCARY. Loved Jude Law’s prostitute Mecha, tho. He was so blissfully self-centered and uninformed, and yet in other ways he was the smartest, most giving person in the film. Also? They did a fabulous job of taking Jude’s natural beauty and making it just a shade too perfect, his hair just a bit too stylized, his skin just a touch too smooth and shiny to be anything but synthetic. *grins* Can you tell who my favorite was?
Permalink Whenever Des puts on the halo, watch out, because no mere mortal can resist! Then again, when she’s telling you that you should go and do the lame obsessive deeds that you really want to do anyway, and even offers her services…who would really want to resist? Just sit back and enjoy the pretty lights, ok?
…………dude, I seriously need to buy the Hedwig and the Angry Inch soundtrack.
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