2002-02-25 - 3:02 a.m.
#106: No Need for Another Layout Change
Note to world: Due to the events that have transpired in X TV episode 16, Edwyn is now in a period of mourning and is unavailable at this time. He will continue to be unavailable until he decides to be available. At which point he will probably start up a petition to bring you-know-who back from the grave; an action which will doubtlessly be lost on the creators of X who are already working through a storyline several months in advance of the events that have unfolded in the television adaption of their work. Edwyn will flail his arms wildly at this realisation, and then settle down into passive acceptance, before deciding to watch episodes of South Park and Invader Zim to forget about this entire embarassing event altogether. He will also stop referring to himself in the third person when he finally gets around to writing the proper section of the diary entry. Which would most probably be weeks after all the aforementioned stuff happened. Slacker.
Wow, even my narrator hates me. O.o
Anyway.... New layout time, in spite of the fact that the Sam and Max one was only about twenty entries old. And the ther fact that it isn't so much "new" as it is "palette swapping of images and menu bars used in the layout previous", which is a cheapassed way of extending the longetivity of that said layout, comparable to repeated monsters graphics with different colours as utilised in many a Japanese RPG. They know who they are. In fact, the hardest part to do about this layout was the background of flying cherry blossoms, which I had to edit out by my (not so steady) hand using a convenient high quality image which featured sakura blossoms and just erasing the rest of the image while keeping those pretty pink petals in place. Anal retentive time consuming activity comes pretty close to describing that particular task. Also, by a rather strange coincidence, I seem to have imitated the layout for Rabi's X Page, which is a most informative site about CLAMPs epic manga X. Or maybe it isn't a complete coincidence, considering the series obsession with the colours black, white and red. Especially red. CLAMP is quite enthusiastic whenn it comes to creating circumstances in which people have to bleed profusely from every orifice available, natural or otherwise. I respect that. In fact, this journal entry looks a lot like a black page floating atop a rectangular pool of blood while sakura petals falls about it. Innit neat? (ohhh! Elizabeth Bathory flashbacks!) To further celebrate the layour switch, I've rotated the crappy low quality mp3 of the moment out (a Vater Unser song) and replaced it with an even MORE crappy low quality mp3 of the moment! And it's cut too! It's Sadame, the magnificiently stirring and yet melancholy theme from the X TV series that is oh, oh, OH so good. Many thanks to Danae-sama for providing me with its warm glow and also a shoulder to cry on at the passing of a most beloved character in X. Which is certainly not the one used in this layout right here, nosiree. And if you can't tell what anime series I'm currently obsessing over, then you need a brain transplant. With a diseased chimp. Now.
In order to justify writing a journal entry dedicated to the reasoning behind the layout change and its cheapassedness, I'm going to tell a funny a story about what happened to me at the airport yesterday. So here goes. A funny thing happened to me at the airport yesterday. I was pushing an empty luggage trolley into a convenient luggage trolley bay (hence their name! what a grand epihany!), when suddenly a man with a hooked nose and a face of foul intentions ran up in front of me and stopped right there in front of the trolley. I was about to ask him just what exactly his problem was when he turned to me, held up his hand in a stopping gesture, and then said in the most imperious tone possible for a man with nasal congestion, "Excuse *ME*, but *I* was walking *HERE*". Then he stuck his nose up at me as if I was beneath his concern, and goosestepped off like he'd just delivered the best one-liner putdown in the entire history of man and thereafter. I came back with the reply, "Well, excuse *ME*, but that trolley was at least three feet away from your *ASS*, which is apparently where you've decided to stow away your *HEAD* for the *FLIGHT*. *SIR*" but by that point he had already taken off out of earshot due to my exceptional lagtime between "stimulus" and "witty response". So I decided to chase after him and kick him right in the ass instead. Which I would have done, had my conscience not popped into being and berated me for even thinking of doing such a thing; since the guy was obviously a recent graduate from some assertiveness training course and was merely displaying how he was able to take charge of a situation, meaning he was some ex-wimp whose ass I could've whupped any other day anyway. So I deicided to take a kick at the tailend of his coat and left it at that. Which all goes to show that New Zealand people have no sense of humour when it comes to insults, no matter how small or indirect. @_@ Well, I think that's that for this entry. Next time, I should probably write down IMMEDIATELY the interesting things went through my head, instead of just leaving it in there until later.... By which point I would have gotten bored with or forgotten it entirely. I also seem to be losing my prose skills. Crap. I need more.... wordy.... thingymajigs. Crap! I must just be tired. Yeah, that's the ticket. I really don't want to think that I've lost my ability to write interestingly. That would just be HORRID. @_@
Man this entry sucks.
