Half-assed entry alert!
First, an observation... have any of the rest of you noticed an influx of horrendously bad diary banners? Like gag-me-awful shit! I refuse to click, but sometimes I am dying to out of morbid curiosity. Some lesbian put up a 2 minute long gif banner with some God-awful poem on it. I was curious, but if I clicked, it would be like advocating this behavior. I never thought I would say it... but I (almost) miss SquirrelX banners. At least they were original and awesome. Too bad her diary isn't.
[Afterthought edit: I am going to collect some of these putrid banners and critque them. I might even find a good one every once in awhile to post as well. A site called Banner Critics used to do this, but have since stopped. I tried to find the link to it, but gave up after 10 minutes. I love ripping on other people behind their back. Isn't that what the internet is for? If you want to see some stellar banners, go to my banner link to the left. They aren't all winners, but they are a hell of a lot better than 90% of the shit out there.]
Once again, I am advocating for everyone to visit the funniest and most well-designed flash page in all of creation... Liquid Generation.
I spent some time on there yesterday and took some quizzes. They have a new one that is called Reel Of Fortune. Simply awesome. And it took up 20 minutes of my mundane Monday.
I just got done taking The Ultimate 90's Quiz. I got an 92%. I am such a pop-culture whore.
I was forwarded this disturbing story yesterday by an IM buddy. He told me to look at the slideshow. I could not bring myself to do it. So anyone with an iron stomach out there, take a crack at it and let me know what to expect if I ever summon the courage to take a peek.
Monday and Tuesday are my Dio-less, boring, watching TV sitting on my ass avoiding working out or cleaning my room days. The past 2 days, my girl Heather has been over, avoiding a volatile roommate situation. We've gossiped, ordered food, and the finest television Monday and Tuesday have to offer. Oh, and I also cut my hair. Myself. Like 4 inches off. It looks so healthy and feels so much more sophisticated. I am amazed how well I can cut my own hair. But I digress...
So getting back to the crux of my life... television.
I can't get enough of Extreme Home Makeover. That last house they built was so effing ridiculous. I think I would break in epileptic spasms on the ground if someone built that for me. So the How Did They Do that show makes me very, very happy. Like a purrin' kittin'. Was it just me or did this season of The Bachlorette just fly by? If I had those jokers to chose from, I'd try to get it over as quickly as possible myself. And sorry to inform you... yeah you... Fabrice. YOU ARE GAY! Come out of that closet and into the light!
As for American Idol, I am officially rooting for Nadia Turner. Besides having an amazing face and body, her voice blew me away. Go on girl! And to Janay Castine... get out of those headlights! Run! Save yourself! Talk about a grimacing face... I guess I'd look like that too if someone dressed me in a green garbage bag. And what is with all these 29 year olds? I thought the cut off was 28???
Random fact of the day: Almonds are a member of the peach family.