byte's journal

Words hint of sunshine fun through summer joy always will rhyme if truly poets muse in happy shade but touch great sense or honoured song for death is wrong which brings the tears because we cannot celebrate the love in this so love the day that life and friend are there your world as brilliant as your kiss forever dear is but a perfect blend of times you see and many the best is nor so far away.

... it occurs to me that I could actually use this account for something...

... and then others, that I have absolutely nothing I wish to say on a LiveJournal page that nobody's going to even read.

First off, WTF is with this floating bar thingy above the site now? Will UI designers never learn that floaty things are ugly?

In other news, I'm officially a MySpace whore now: http://www.myspace.com/bytesmasher

WHAT?! It's only so I have one more place to put my crappy music... I swear.

I love random googling. It seems the term "mwuhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" does not exist on the web. Oh well. It does now :)

Damnit, will they fix the air conditioning here already?! 30+ celsius out and there's no A/C in here... I'm gonna die...

this shall be my first angst-ridden post on this annoyingly live journal site... it just occured to me that i should have gotten a deadjournal... do those even exist anymore??? anyway... yah... as i was saying... not that i really give enough of a shit to actually use this thing, but it seems pointless to let it go to waste... even though i've got my own damned blog on my own damned server which uses up my own damned bandwidth... oh wait... i think i just noticed a positive... yep... this is not a waste of my precious upload bandwidth.... go "free" internet services...

but yah... in line with the laws of angsty emo posting, i am writing this entire post without any capital letters whatsoever... just to show exactly how depressed i should be feeling while posting in this thing... not that i am, but i've gotta pretend, don't i?.... don't worry, i will eventually change the color theme to something that makes you want to kill yourself, i just couldn't be bothered to do so at the moment... i'm more concerned with making this post sound as utterly depressing as possible so that the first thing you do when you're done reading it is go listen so some (enter emo band name here) and wallow in your sorrow... in fact, even better, go listen to some morrisey... it's better than emo because it's retro... and we all know that morrisey wears black because that's how he feels.... black..........
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er... something makes me think i missed something in that translation.... oh well... it's still depressing that he ever sold a record... and that should be enough to make you want to kill yourself... and while you're at it, you could always cast some nasty spells on your parents for causing every single bit of pain in your life by having you in the first place... seems like a fitting thing to do on an o-so-depressing monday... but i digress... i almost used a capital 'i' there... that would have been devistating... i would have had to have ended it all right there if i had... no more me.... i think it's time to kill this oh so depressing post and put it out of it's misery.

I've actually signed up for a livejournal account.... how emo of me.... excuse me while I go slit my wrists in shame...