Don't think I'll ever take my eyes off you!
Hello, reader. Yes - all one of you.
I mentioned to Tim yesterday that as soon as I had finished the previous redesign, I realised I'd messed up, since my entire advertising scheme for this site centers around the image to the left. Luckily a quick photoshop session and a few minutes coding were all I needed to make things right.
This place should stay like this for a while, now. I hear consistency is a good thing. Pshaw.
31 July, 2007 - 23:36Comments (View)
Breaking through.
Last night I managed to go out on the town with some friends and actually have a good time. Pubs were visited, clubs were danced in, drinks were downed, and it all went okay.
Normally I run in fear at the mere mention of such a night. I don't like pubs or clubs, I don't like to drink, and the loud music just irritates me.
I'd put my fun experience last night down to three factors. Firstly, I had some great friends with me. Secondly, the places we went to were all free of smoke, thanks to the ban, which was a great help.
Most importantly, though, I think it was down to how I grew as a person in America. I think I definitely loosened up, and learned how to have fun with a group of people.
Which is a pretty cool break-through, as far as they go.
31 July, 2007 - 13:23Comments (View)
There we go
Gently trying to get back into the swing of things here. The redesign isn't completely done, I think. Still a few kinks to go. I like the nice home-made look though.
Lets see how it goes, huh?
30 July, 2007 - 01:23Comments (View)
Oh, and yes... it's good to be back.
I'm a little...uh... weird about my hair.
I go through to distinct phases, on a constant loop. The first is my odd delusion of hair long hair. I look at guys like Jason Schwartzman, or AJ from 'Empire Records' and decide that I am going to be like them - a dashing, long haired idiot.
Of course, this inevitably descends into my hair transforming itself into an odd Beatles-style bowl cut, my fringe getting in my eyes, the wings at the back taking on Wolverine tendencies. I can't even style it, because it's too fluffy to take hold.
After a while, the crushing cacophony of people telling me to get it cut takes it's toll. At this point I swing the other way - completely shaving it all off. I don't like this state any better, really. It still can't be styled, and I look like a cancer victim. I console myself with the fact that it's easy to dry when I hop out of the shower, though.
My hair is only good in the in-betweens. Not too long, not too short. Long enough to spike, and mohawk, but not too long that gels and mousses cease their wondrous work and my locks fall in on themselves. This in-between time is rare, and fleeting. And I don't realise how much I miss it until it's gone.
Right now I'm pondering shaving it all off again. Maybe to a 3, so I have enough left to dye blonde. The only thing stopping me right now is the tan lines.
Won't stop me for long, though.
29 July, 2007 - 23:49Comments (View)