Saturday, July 01, 2006

Use Skill: Fancify!

A lot of people add fancy stuffs to their blogs. Granted, ya, a lot of people don't. I havent added fancy stuff to my blog. I am certainly not against it. You should see my myspace. It's at least moderately fancified. I dunno, added some stuff to facebook too. But not here. It's just so...so frosty. *Shrug* It fits.

[minor diversion alert]
Well, this is interesting. I can only prevent myself from writing in italics if the italics button is pressed...
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In the way fancy goes I'd prefer unique. I don't think my facebook or my myspace is that unique. You can tell I don't have many friends. People who do, somehow manage to get pictures of them. Or maybe I just don't take pictures anywhere but when I am alone at home playing with my cats and stuffed animals?

I do have an imagine in my mind of how I want to look though. And I wouldnt' say it's fancy, but unique. I hate saying that I want to be unique cause it kinda sounds selfish and retarded. I just don't know how else to put it that doesn't sound even worse. "I want to look like the evil master mind bent on world domination that I really am! Muhahah!" I like to pretend I am an evil mastermind (as you have observed), and I will say this a lot. Don't look for a reassurance. It doesn't work like that. But ya, I want to look like the evil master mind that I really am. And I am an evil mastermind...in a sense...not one I think I could explain to you. Only if you were like me could you understand completely. I hope that some day I will find somebody like that... [depressing wave] [end of depressing wave]

They just don't make clothes for evil masterminds. Especially not female evil masterminds. Occaisonally I'll find a really good male evil mastermind attire and then I'll lose it. I hate losing these rarities... It almost makes me want to get the material and knit myself. Then images of old ladies in rocking chairs with no life flash before my eyes and I realize I could be knitting myself to doom. It's just the staples and pins don't work that well. And then you know, all the cuts that ensue when you actually decide to move...

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