Crushing Krisis

While walking down the hallway to the bathroom, i was contemplating whether the layout of this page is at all inviting to the casually drawn in observer. I don’t particularly think it is, given my zeal for dark layouts; white is much more eye catching. For a split second i considered inverting the page’s colours and switching the background to the ubiquitous clouds. Than i remembered what the psychics over at torrez.org said about that. Apparently, if i want any kind of shelf-life, i need to lay off those fluffy white thought-mobiles. Oh well, i like darkness anyhow…

Blogging for popularity is not stupid

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As previously aspired to, i easily made it onto the irrelevant Power Bloggers tonight during my first eligible day. I am impressed, of course, since i love gaining attention for things that require no work on my part. Well… i just made sure not to post twice in the same 15 minutes, but that’s more a personal rule than it is a cut-throat tactic to get onto the list. Or, at least you can think that.

i just took TheSpark.com’s Famous Personality Test, and was linked by 100% to the exact person i predicted i would be. Not that i am attracted to them madly or anything, i just knew i would be totally compatible with them. Meanwhile, i got high 90% rankings with several other friends (and only one of them was male :), so now i know who to hit on at parties :) If you would like to check your compatibility with me, enter my email address at the end of the test.

I was chatting with a few female friends who are slightly older than me a few hours ago, and they were talking about ex-boyfriends who have since been co-habitating with other (fatter) girls. While their musings were amusing, they got me to thinking. I don’t date. I haven’t ever, really. Heck, i don’t really flirt, as such, i’m just overly friendly. All this added to the fact that most casual acquaintances think i’m gay doesn’t bode well for me in the girlfriend department. My point being, that i don’t know whem i’ll ever be up to cohabitation. Sure, i might meet a girl tomorrow that i want to spend a year of my life with, but i’d have to ask her out first, and she’d have to say yes. Imagining myself living in sin at the tender age of 21 or 22 is about as believeable as me being on a national tour behind my fourth album by then. Of course, if i were to work on the latter more than the former i might achieve the former anyhow. But, those famous people relationships never last. Anyhow, if i had to choose a cohabitation partner right this instant, she wouldn’t be famous. Who needs famous people with stars like mine in your life?