Blogger, you wretched whore. I've changed your design more times than I can count the times I've kicked a dog because it didn't say "meow".
I was looking over my other blog, the blog that has about four years or so of semi-steady blogging and realized that the design was never an issue. It was black, organized, and easily not distracting. It allowed you to eat up the text instead of squinting at the abstract whatevers in the background. No noise, just words.
I liked that. And so I'm going back to that sort of thing.
I'm only on here right now, in all honesty, because I can't fucking sleep.
Here's to oblivion anyway because what the fuck else is there to say at 9am on a Sunday morning?
Ciao, adios, later.
PS: Wtf is the point of tags? They annoy me to no end. Fuck em. Unless it's really necessary, I ain't tagging shit.
There. TAGGED. Happy?
I was looking over my other blog, the blog that has about four years or so of semi-steady blogging and realized that the design was never an issue. It was black, organized, and easily not distracting. It allowed you to eat up the text instead of squinting at the abstract whatevers in the background. No noise, just words.
I liked that. And so I'm going back to that sort of thing.
I'm only on here right now, in all honesty, because I can't fucking sleep.
Here's to oblivion anyway because what the fuck else is there to say at 9am on a Sunday morning?
Ciao, adios, later.
PS: Wtf is the point of tags? They annoy me to no end. Fuck em. Unless it's really necessary, I ain't tagging shit.
There. TAGGED. Happy?
2 comments:
I use my tags only in humor. I like to organize my disorganization, I suppose.
You're a jerk.
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