I wanna make a website. I mean, I made a website. But I'm so fuckin' fickle, I'm already sick of it before I've even uploaded it properly. I hate being so fickle. I can't even decide what kind of person I am. I change too easily and too much. And I proper hate it.
Was gonna make professorterror.co.uk, now I don't wanna be the wacky scientist. I kinda want to do something music-based. Especially since I grouped every song I have ever put any contribution towards into one folder on my computer. It's an impressive 30 songs. Alright, hardly loads, certainly not worth dedicating a website to, but I had no idea I'd done so much. So I'm thinking about making a website and having a section for that type of thing. But what would I fill the other pages with? I don't want a queer "about me" website, that's why I stopped (sort of) using myspack. Hmm... I guess I'd have a videos section, but that's kinda what YouTube is for. And this blog is pretty good for venting and ranting and raving. This is a vague picture of what my website was gonna be, if anyone's interested.
Hmm. I'll admit I've been inspired by Greg's site, but looking at his archives, he was similarly inspired by someone else's site, so that's the way it goes, I guess.
One year tomorrow.
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once you stop thinking about who you are everything falls into place. you'll have that moment of realisation and it won't matter who you were, who you are or who you'll be in ten, twenty or forty years. the kind of person you are is you. change is the only constant in life, but at the core you're always you. to me you're still little gothic jack as much as the jack you are today, no matter how much you may have changed, and when you're an astrophysician (or whatever you science-types call them) your essence will still be jack. don't think, just be.
I wasn't really inspired by anyone else, i had my site for about 2 and a half years before i started blogging, largely as a place for my lecture about Teletubbies and pictures of Postman Pat/a womble being crucified.
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