I have a lot of complaints about setting up my blog. Of course, none of them are legitimate. They're little picky things that the average computery person could do quite easily but hey, I'm me and I am quite untalented at those types of things.
I really like pink. That probably makes me An Official Girly Girl but goodness, the colour pink just makes me happy. Yes, for the record I also love Hello Kitty, flowers and carousel horses. Gawd, that just sounds pathetic but it's so true. I'm having issues with the pink templates. One wasn't "me" so we're trying this one. Let's be honest: what I'd really love would be a SMAP template because, and this has been scientifically proven, Kimura-san is the sun and we all revolve around him. Plus, SMAP is one of the few groups for me where all the members get an equal share of love. And, as if this were the least- anything SMAP is next to godliness. You'll find that I talk about SMAP often because they provide a welcome diversion when I get overwhelmed and to the point of tears about everything else in life. I'm an empath so life can get pretty heavy sometimes...
Lest we get bogged down in The Black Zone, on to my second complaint: I don't like any of my pictures. Or perhaps to better phrase, I am not the subject of photography often and when I am it's to take those "candid" shots: mouth hanging open, making goofy faces, asleep in bed. You are either the perpetrator of these kinds of photos or the perpetratee so your opinion of these may be biased. Unless you live alone or with very kind people who always wait for you to look fabulous (or maybe you always look fabulous but then I couldn't imagine you reading this because I assure you we have absolutely NOTHING in common - well, unless you're Kimura-san to whom I'd say- Irasshai, "Hot Stuff"!) before they take your picture. What I'd love is to import my Yahoo avatar because (1) it actually looks rather like me and (2) it looks really cool and is a bit hard to replicate in real life. I just never seem to be standing in a field when a rainbow appears. And if I were, the photographer would wait until I yawned or made a dorky face to take the picture.
So we've established that I'm fickle, possibly perpetually PMS'd and a SMAP addict. Don't expect the template to stay the same but please make yourself welcome. I promise not to re-arrange the furniture too much.