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Saturday, March 30, 2002
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.
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Friday, March 29, 2002
Did I mention? B-O-R-E-D. And frustrated. Ugh.
What Beatles' song are you?
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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....
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I made a button for sacrificial pizza. Behold the sane.
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Thursday, March 28, 2002
*squeaks* Ano...Des-chan? Whatchu need help with?
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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?
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Wednesday, March 27, 2002
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....
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Monday, March 25, 2002
New layouts at skin me... and sacrifical PIZZA. Hooyaw, baby.
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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?
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Sunday, March 24, 2002
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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Saturday, March 23, 2002
I love how, I could be happily asleep, and instead, I'm filling out surveys at random sites, and finding out my Lance Fan Name (Lance's Sarcastic Partier) and taking bizarre tests that I'm not even sure why I'm taking them, and yet....I tend to be so entertained by the results. o.O;
I am 60% addicted to Lance. How addicted are you?
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For some bizarre reason, I found myself playing with a new splash page for skin me.... Well, to be perfectly honest, I think I was starting on a new layout, cause Bass-line's been up about five months, and the average lifespan of layouts there is more like three, but seeing as how it was shaping up to be more Lance-ness, I'm loathe to actually call it a new layout.
Also? I didn't really get any farther than the splash image before I fled like the gods-damned wind.
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Who's Your Inner Music Industry Diva?
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Friday, March 22, 2002
I FOUND IT!!!!!! *bounces and cackles* The Timberlake picture I wanted, for the AmPop skin? SO totally fucking found it. Go, me! I mean, I really truly would've preferred to find an oversized scan of the original image instead of having to cannibalize a graphic for it....but all that was really done to it was a white drop-shadow to give it a glowy-effect, and a nasty purple swirl background, both of which I'm completely cutting out, because I have no use for them, and no desire to have a use for them. Still, mild guilt there.
I have this feeling that Sparkles.nu probably has/had the pic in their gallery, completely untouched, but they're largely shutdown for a site redesign and a gallery over-haul, so I probably won't know for quite some time, if ever, and its been cheesing me off to have all the Nsuck boys done except for The Timberlake. *shrugs* What can I say, odd things bother me.....
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Escaped into the mists that are Amelia's house for a bit. It was nice, cause time with Amelia always is, and I got to have a change of scenery for a bit, and we watched some MST3K and played probably far too much Diablo 2, and for some sick reason she fed my *Nsync obsession. Also got to see Jane, and she seemed to be okay, or at least better, cause I mean, she's not acting quite like her old self, but then, this soon? I'd really be worried if she was.
The only real downside to going to Amel's this time of year is its so friggin' cold. I mean, I was sleeping fully dressed. I'm still kind of cold right now, altho some of that is probably the way the wind is howling past the house this morning.
And in other news....Des' birthday is in two days. On the Line comes out on video in four. And yes, I am still a sick, sick, mental, wrong, sick girl.
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Tuesday, March 19, 2002
Aaaaaaand further forms of insanity. On the upside? I'm not the brillo-fro. *snerk*
Take the "What *NSYNC Hairstyle are you?" Quiz
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Monday, March 18, 2002
And now we reach an entirely new level of insane that we weren't even aware existed......
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Sunday, March 17, 2002
*snicker, snort* New look at the bAoi home. Its so wrong and evil and I'm so, SO proud because it took about four hours from half-formed idea to finished product, and I didn't have a clue what I was doing until I uploaded the fucker. But oh my GOD, won't someone stop me?!?
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Saturday, March 16, 2002
Updated the link to Attack!. Also attempted to fix the bg color on this punter, and instead made it much, much (much!) worse, so I decided it was preferrable to simply glower-pout at the new Gateway and call it a "poopy head" while occasionally blowing raspberries at the tower, and changed it back.
Blogging like mad today. Blog blog blog blog. Blogblogblog. Buh-lah-hog. B-l-o-g. BLOG!
.........is it me, or am I in desperate need of protien?
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By way of Elaine & Michiru ... the Hogwarts Sorting Hat. I'm a Gryffindor. ^^ Just so you know, tho, it starts with a strange little tune that is much creepier than anything related to Harry Potter should ever be. I was poking about in the official RE movie site while it loaded, and um. Yeeeeeah. I needed to hear creepy music while looking at pictures of zombie dogs at 3 in the morning, lemme tell ya. >.<
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So. Things you may not know wbout the KitCatt -- I collect bottles. Mostly beer bottles (love the smell, hate the taste) with a few other random bottles thrown in. My latest one is a Guinness Draft, which is cool, cause unlike my other two which simply have different labels, this one has a unique shape to go with its label. This brings my grand total to 10 beer bottles, 2 wine bottles, 2 root beer bottles that look like beer bottles, 2 imported liquor bottles, and an old fashioned Coca-Cola bottle, which, if used for a weapon would probably cave in someone's skull before it got a crack. Its supposed to be glass, but I'm pretty sure its actually made of transparent, reinforced steel.
Admittedly, this is a fairly small collection, but when you consider that my idea of a drinking binge involves eight iced coffees with dinner at Chapp's...it suddenly becomes a bit more impressive. And a hell of a lot odder.....
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Friday, March 15, 2002
Everyone should go check out O-God!-Town. It might not be the best site graphically, but sweet jeez is it one the best boyband humor sites ever. I nearly choked reading the Making the Band review, I was laughing so hard. Nadya really needs to put a "no food or drink" warning on that puppy.....
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I so, so want these.
And yes, I am aware of how fucking wrong that is.
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Thursday, March 14, 2002
Further documentation that Michael and I are completely insane:
Miki: *pets* there, there. it'll be okay. it will. would you like a sledgehammer?
Andy: *grins* oooooh yes please
Miki: ....goddammit, if i'm going to debase myself by going to the official page for a boyband that looks like rejects for the role of harvey dent and don't even have the correct number of fuckers, i at least want the gallery to be quality, OFFICIAL type fucking photos >.<
Miki: *gives him sledgehammer*
Andy: *sweatdrops* um maybe you need it.
Miki: wait......a 98 degrees site that isn't a complete eyesore? there's......something wrong here........
Andy: RUN. it's a trap
Miki: i can't......its....tasteful, and gently colored, and light on the graphics.....i must know why.......
Andy: proceed with caution. there'll probably be some stuff down.
Miki: *tiny voice* its all working so far....and.....they used thumbnails in the gallery, not the evil "pic 1" text link so many use.....
Andy: good heavens then it's shangri la of 98 degrees * stupified*
Miki: i.....i'm scared
Andy: so am i. so am I. so scared that porn isn't even helping me now
Miki: *peers out the window to see if the sky is on fire*
Andy: *looks down do see if earth is being split open*
Andy: *hugs* save me. I see weird people.
Miki: *hugs back* define weird people
Andy: mormon looking people
Miki: *screams and hides*
Andy: my reaction. you have no idea how hard it is to type on a keyboard when you laying on the ground
Miki: *nods* huddled in the crawl space under your desk, and the keyborad is on a sliding tray above you? damn, damn hard to type. but better than being found by the mormons
Andy: very true. very very true.
Miki: *cowers*
Andy: *hides on floor*
Miki: *wishes she had JuJu Bear with her to protect her*
Andy: they're no where near you. there walking by my house
Miki: so? mormons can teleport by their will alone
Andy: true. it scares me.
Miki: but they can't come in unless you invite them. like vampires, only evil.
Miki: well.....clowns at any rate.
Andy: true.
Miki: and monkeys
Andy: babboons specifically
Miki: don't exist. gorillas, tho. and chimpanzees. gorillas are at least honest about being gross and evil. chimps try to confuse you. chimps are all, "look at me i'm little and i imitate you. take me into your home and teach me sign launguage so that i may ingest the bowels of your young."
Andy: *lmao*
Miki: *blinks repeatedly* i want $36.50
Andy: and why do you want $36.50?
Miki: to further lose my soul
Andy: that's not an answer
Miki: yes it is
Andy: not one I wanted to hear
Miki: and yet, nonetheless, an answer
Andy: argh.
Miki: *cowers*
Andy: you force me to do this. *drops to knees and begs* please tell me what it is. pretty please
Miki: iwantthemoneysothaticanjoinafanclub
Andy: nsync right?
Miki: *pulls head limbs and all other parts inside her shirt*
Andy: well at least it's not 98 degress
Andy: that's not right but it sounds better then the real name
Miki: i said lose my soul, not become one with carson daly
Miki: oh dear god, oh dear god *rips hand off and throws it across the room before she can click*
Andy: what are you doing?
Miki: *watches hand lying on floor across the room, searching for signs of movement* stopping myself from buying things that are just wrong, wrong, and not right
Andy: more boyband stuff huh?
Miki: nsync metal lunchbox >.< i've wanted one ever since i saw 'em at samgoody's in december
Andy: yeah okay that is wrong
Miki: i knoooooooooooooooooow
Miki: wait. did the hand just twitch? *stares very hard at hand*
Andy: it may have. you know hands. can't exactly control em
Miki: yes. but what really worries me, is that i have been known to channel ash in the past. *pokes hand with a very long stick*
Andy: okay yeah ouch. um kill the hand
Miki: *sets hand on fire*
Andy: make sure it doesn't like resurect or anything
Miki: hmm. *imbeds a likeness of a naked carrottop on the fried hand*
Andy: I found myself watching 3-2-1 contact. do you know how fucking moronic that show is. and half the shit they were talking about is now in-applacable. *sigh* I also seem to be watching a lot of cooking shows
Miki: i like to watch buffy at 7 am
Andy: so do I. and *bawling* zoids. yes I admit it I watch zoids.
Miki: i watch jackie chan adventures
Andy: I watch ............I watch adult swim.
Miki: .............................................i like the Fushigi Yuugi dub
Andy: I bought robotech dvds
Miki: i own sheena
Andy: sheena?
Miki: sheena. oldish movie with tonya roberts as a female tarzan-type. there's naked waterfall showering, and she dases about in a roughly-made leather bikini thing
Andy: ah. I own both of the conans. the first two evil deads, and red sonja. and beastmaster. you can't get any dumber then beastmaster
Miki: i own the second and third evil deads, and i've seen all three beastmaster films. trust me, they get dumber.
Andy: beastmaster. movie talk for. 'we couldn't think of anything, so eh will shit on camera and call it a movie.'
Miki: *lol*
Andy: *sigh* I own the ninja turtles soundtrack.
Miki: i own the on the line soundtrack
Andy: better then ninja turtles
Andy: and you got the whole lance bass thing going.
Miki: true. and joey gets like, entire songs. did you know he can actually sing? but still.............meredith edwards is on it. meredith edwards, michael. lance's little country protege. how wrong is that?
Andy: very much so. but not as wrong as *pulls out tape* surf ninjas
Miki: *falls over laughing*
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Wednesday, March 13, 2002
"Yep, that's us. Just two cynical, sarcastic, hopeless romantics."
- Michael, on me, him, and our responses to Clex fic and the Kasumi/Ranma 'ship
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*lol* I have too much fricking time on my hands, people, I really do....
Find out who your Smallville Lover is!
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Tuesday, March 12, 2002
Just so you know? Don't bother reading the Buffy novel Resurrecting Ravana. It starts off very nicely with the whole hunting of the hellhounds bit, but then it just deteriorates in mediocre writing and hideously bad mischaracterization during the second chapter. It was too painful to continue any further than that, and really, judging from the summary on the back and the blurb inside, I don't think the author actually knows who/what Ravana is, anyway.
Also? I might be a Star Wars slut with a jones for guitarists, but even I think these are stupid and lame.
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Sunday, March 10, 2002
HaHA! I beat Final Fantasy 9!! *does a dance*
Ne, I kinda wanna play it again now, tho.... o.O;;
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Saturday, March 09, 2002
Eeeeeeeeeew, dQ looks like shaved monkey ass on this compie! T_T
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Well, this is, um...bizarre. My mom got a new computer (if you're one of the people I talk to online, and you haven't seen me the last couple days...that's why). Its kinda cool, cause its like, the super latest damn-near-everything, and you can set it up so everyone who might use the comp can have everything precisely the way they want it without pissing everyone else off -- case in point, the TV Whore motif currently running on my old-as-balls comp across the room, which I'm enjoying, would drive my mother insane. Also of the coolness? Came with a CD-RW drive. Shibby-schweet.
However, the massive balls-sucking kicks in when you realize that the CD-RW drive is not in addition to, but rather instead of a zip drive. Yes, I know, you can put more info on a CD, and blah blah fucking blah. Guess what, tho, kids? This is the only computer in the house that will actually connect to the internet. All my files (read, my websites, music files, and anything that I might actually want to burn onto a CD) are either on my hand-me-down comp, or sitting on zip disks. Say it with me now, folks -- OW. >.< This is what's called "lack of planning." I mean, really, explain to me how anyone who's upgrading to a new computer is supposed to get their new files from the old one to the new one with no zip drive. Newsflash, Gateway, not everything will fit on a floppy.
Then again...maybe that's the point.
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Wednesday, March 06, 2002
And once again, a big thank you to Des. *lol*
You are Raziel. Twice as dead as any of the other vampires, you hate the form you inhabitat. But even more than that you hate your master. You'll never rest until you have your revenge against Kain.
Find your inner vampire.
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Tuesday, March 05, 2002
Just saw 10 Things I Hate About You....yes, for the first time. Yes, I am horribly, horribly behind at times. Being behind, however, cuts down on stress, and lets you take the good seats, so I'm pretty happy about it.
Anyway. I'm kind of in love with the film. And considering that I saw it on USA, which is the channel that Mel and I have the longest running joke about, this is a good indication of the film itself.
Then again, I could just be blinded by the fact that it opened with a cover-song by The Donnas. ¬_¬
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Urg. I want....okay, see, I want to have a little place where I put the crap I write, except I'm mildly loathe to do that, because um...I really don't think I can. ......that's fun, isn't it? "Hi, I'm a writer. I can't write, tho." *twitches* Still. I'd like to. If I could only get ahold of an ego long enough for me to set a little writing site up, I think I'd probably leave it up after the ego left again. Possibly even continue to contribute to it afterwards, if only out of guilt. Or....y'know, Mel threatening to beat me. Something.
My birthday's next month. I'm getting my eyebrow pierced. *does a little dance*
Huh. That kinda sounds like I'm looking forward to my birthday, don't it? ........freakish.
sounds like the who, "the song is over"
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Sunday, March 03, 2002
So...I'm tired, and I shouldn't be, but I am, I'm just so fucking weary right now, but my BRAIN, minna! It. Will. Not. Stop. Working. Its going like a hundred miles a minute, spinning all these little entertaining scenarios, and yay for me, except...I just want to be asleep. Gah, make it shut up. >.<
And I really hate people who use WebRing.com's default bullshit code even when the join page clearly says, "Here, choose one of the codes we have here." Fuck the whole bloody lot of you.
Buh. I'm thinking of moving Spike Can Kick over here to bAoi, which I wasn't going to do, since it is, technically, a joint site, but truthfully, I'm the only one who really fracks with it, and I have the space, and Freeservers is cheesing me off with their not letting me log in thru FTP, and UGH the ads.
And these are really really not things I want to be dealing with at 3:30 in the morning when I'm this tired, they're just not....
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Saturday, March 02, 2002
Y'know what's ill? I actually have a wishlist at Hot Topic. I mean, exactly how many shades of wrong is that?
Gah. I am positively itching to redesign something, and I have no idea as to what.....
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