Archive for March, 2008
March 4, 2008 at 10:18 pm | Filed under Y!M conversations, admin, art & design
This is what I’d like to call “Web 2.0 meets Angelfire circa ‘98″. The main colors are Web 2.0 (Flickr pink, Mozilla blue, Minutesinaminute dark teal, Lastfm crimson, Shadows gray, Qoop mint, Youtube tomato etc etc), while everything else is reminiscent of everything that sucks about the innurnets.
It’s definitely too colorful and there’s something about it that I don’t like that I can’t quite put my finger on. Like, the green links in the sidebar’s too blah and dead. Suggestions? Comments?
I liked the last one better (something about the dark brown and green that was…uh, soothing) but I missed having a sidebar.
Now that this is out of the way, I no longer have an excuse to keep putting off working on my final project for web animation class (which is a 30-second Flash web intro. I mean, COME ON!!! Splash pages and intros are so 2001). Will start working on that tomorrow, even though that means I’ll be lugging Veronica Mars around the metro again.
Anyhoots, this was the first header I made for this layout:

It kinda hurt not using the coffee vector that I spent close to an hour making, but ducks > coffee.
That’s all.
And I refuse to test this on IE.
PS: Does anyone know how I can go about moving my Wordpress to my main domain? It’s currently on a ‘blog’ subdomain, but I want to change the URL (pronounced as ‘earl’, thanks to lover) to ditz-revolution.net. If that makes sense.
Edit//
I’ll be adding panties and more color to the sidebar, as Drew suggested that I make it more cartoon-y.
Drew: gawa ka cartoons ng mga panty na naguusap
Drew: hehehe or duckling na may tangaytangay na panty
Oh. And the comments colors. Totally slipped my mind.
March 2, 2008 at 6:44 pm | Filed under the internets
I’m starting to think that I’m really seriously considering getting my breasts enlarged. Nevermind that I am currently jobless and without income (that, I’m hoping to change soon. I think I can handle juggling school and work, seeing that I only have classes on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays) and that spending money (which I don’t have at the moment and probably won’t have EVER) on something as unneeded as a boob job is just plain stupid.
Traipsing around the internets today, I came across this news bit about Karla-Rae Morris, a 26-year old mom who joined MyFreeImplants.com and has so far received $8,000 from strangers to have her boobs enlarged. According to the article, she’ll be going from a 32AA to a 34C. A quick google search revealed that Mrs Morris stands 5 foot 6 inches and weighs 98 pounds. 5′6″ and 98 pounds and about to get FREE implants?! Some women have all the luck.
(Yes, waif-thin is my idea of beauty. I’ve always wanted MK Olsen’s body. With or without the boobage. Nobody judge.)
Mrs Morris says that having 34Cs would make her “really happy” (and I bet the same goes for her husband. I wonder, though: how does he feel about his wife selling herself online?), and I hope I’m not the only one who thinks that the way she’s getting them (A.B.S.O.L.U.T.E.L.Y. F.R.E.E., thanks to her “benefactors” over at MyFreeImplants.com) is actually pretty cool…if only she weren’t a wife and a mother of two.
(OMG, Helga suddenly has something that resembles what we normal folk call ‘morals’??? Doesn’t she post tasteless and classless half-nekkid photos of herself on this blog???)
Seriously, though. She’s a mom. I’d diiiiie if my mom, in her quest to upgrade her 32As (I know, cos I once attempted to borrow one of her bras) for free resorted to uploading racy photos of herself on the internet. I’d also most likely wish bad bad bad things upon my dad if he ever consented to something like that.
Here’s the kicker, though— what Mrs Morris says about the whole thing:
“It’s like donating to any charity. You feel like you’re doing good,” Morris said of her benefactors. “When you’re donating to starving kids in Africa, you’re never going to see those kids eat and you’re never going to meet. Obviously, this is not as important as helping starving kids in Africa, but it’s the same basis. They (the men) want to help us out.”
Are you shaking your head with me here?
Traipsing around the internets today, I also learned a new word! Garrulous!: wordy; talking too much, especially about trivial things. Oh yey, dictionary.com’s Word of the Day.
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March 1, 2008 at 1:48 pm | Filed under camwhorage, ditz drivel

My curls have loosened and have turned into nice, natural-looking waves now. This is how I originally wanted them, when I plopped down on a salon chair last Wednesday and had the stylist show me a Joss Stone picture out of a magazine. Of course, three hours later, when they finally took out the curlers and rinsed away the chemicals (and the assistants started calling me Marimar, meh) to reveal Brook White-ish curls, I changed my mind.
The tight curls are gone and I want them back. Why can’t I ever be satisfied.
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