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I am so bored right now that I could cry.
Okay, that's not true. I'm bored, but I just now realized it, after looking around my computer apathetically for something to do and then realizing what I was actually doing.
I think I might try to blend in Fireworks. It would be interesting, to say the least. I would probably mumble and grumble about how I could do this or that in Photoshop the entire time. It's a good thing my brother isn't home (he's out swimming with his fellow high-school graduates, the b-stard), because he would be driven insane.
I made a really cool border for an lj icon in Fireworks the other day in Web Design when I was finished with my final (a day early) and was extremely bored and decided to mess around in FW. It was fun, and it much easier to make an interesting border than it would have been in Photoshop if I had ever tried. (Make note of this comment, you probably won't hear me complimenting Macromedia ever again. It's against the act I have come to love and constantly try to personify that I created in Web Design after telling Mr Canada that I could do something in half the time in Photoshop than it would take the teacher to do in Fireworks.)
Maybe I won't blend. I'll experiment with some icons, though. Maybe I should start in Flash, so I can experiment with animation. Nah, I'll begin in Fireworks, and if I feel like adding anim, then I'll import into Flash. If I have a lot of problems, I'll give up and save it so that I can open it in Photoshop, my one true love.
I'm having an affair with PS, you know. It's why I'm always so extraordinarily happy. I'm sure you've noticed. It's pretty scandalous that I'm even considering moving on to Fireworks and Flash, even though I have no intention of staying with them. Photoshop could get really mad at me if it ever found out. That would be bad.
I really have insane; I've created an affair between myself and a graphics program that I am marring with casual "sex" on the side with Macromedia products. How much more strange can you get?
Si, il aime la musique a contou dihwfia wriuhfapwekhewr. Darn, I can't even type a single line of this song I'm listening to. That's how bad I am at French... or maybe that's just how bad I am at typing?
I want la musique back. I'm going back to the beginning of the tape, so I can sing along with the only chorus I know on this tape of my father's. Dum dum da da, dum dum da da, dum dum da da da dum dum dum dum. Dum dum da da, dum dum da, dum dum da da da dum. Okay, it's rewound. Now it's playing.
Pwffts. Click. Musique! De la musique... I love this song, though I have no idea what it is called, or what the heck it is is saying, really, other than "musique" three times in the chorus. Oh no! The tape is going... lemony, or whatever you call it. It's slightly higher than it's supposed to be. Hurray, it's better again. Musique.... musique... musique! Ah man, it's over, and now it's some song that is so obviously from the eighties with the fake piano that it is scary. Ah man, it's English! It's never ever gonna fade awayyy... fast forward.
You know, Maybe I should just stop all this commentary on what I am doing in my boredom before I hurt myself, or make up any more affairs. It could be with Green in the Study with the Candlestick or something equally scary. Green is gay in two of the endings, though, of course, where in the final one he says he is going to go home and sleep with his wife.
À moi, je suis...
Okay, that's not true. I'm bored, but I just now realized it, after looking around my computer apathetically for something to do and then realizing what I was actually doing.
I think I might try to blend in Fireworks. It would be interesting, to say the least. I would probably mumble and grumble about how I could do this or that in Photoshop the entire time. It's a good thing my brother isn't home (he's out swimming with his fellow high-school graduates, the b-stard), because he would be driven insane.
I made a really cool border for an lj icon in Fireworks the other day in Web Design when I was finished with my final (a day early) and was extremely bored and decided to mess around in FW. It was fun, and it much easier to make an interesting border than it would have been in Photoshop if I had ever tried. (Make note of this comment, you probably won't hear me complimenting Macromedia ever again. It's against the act I have come to love and constantly try to personify that I created in Web Design after telling Mr Canada that I could do something in half the time in Photoshop than it would take the teacher to do in Fireworks.)
Maybe I won't blend. I'll experiment with some icons, though. Maybe I should start in Flash, so I can experiment with animation. Nah, I'll begin in Fireworks, and if I feel like adding anim, then I'll import into Flash. If I have a lot of problems, I'll give up and save it so that I can open it in Photoshop, my one true love.
I'm having an affair with PS, you know. It's why I'm always so extraordinarily happy. I'm sure you've noticed. It's pretty scandalous that I'm even considering moving on to Fireworks and Flash, even though I have no intention of staying with them. Photoshop could get really mad at me if it ever found out. That would be bad.
I really have insane; I've created an affair between myself and a graphics program that I am marring with casual "sex" on the side with Macromedia products. How much more strange can you get?
Si, il aime la musique a contou dihwfia wriuhfapwekhewr. Darn, I can't even type a single line of this song I'm listening to. That's how bad I am at French... or maybe that's just how bad I am at typing?
I want la musique back. I'm going back to the beginning of the tape, so I can sing along with the only chorus I know on this tape of my father's. Dum dum da da, dum dum da da, dum dum da da da dum dum dum dum. Dum dum da da, dum dum da, dum dum da da da dum. Okay, it's rewound. Now it's playing.
Pwffts. Click. Musique! De la musique... I love this song, though I have no idea what it is called, or what the heck it is is saying, really, other than "musique" three times in the chorus. Oh no! The tape is going... lemony, or whatever you call it. It's slightly higher than it's supposed to be. Hurray, it's better again. Musique.... musique... musique! Ah man, it's over, and now it's some song that is so obviously from the eighties with the fake piano that it is scary. Ah man, it's English! It's never ever gonna fade awayyy... fast forward.
You know, Maybe I should just stop all this commentary on what I am doing in my boredom before I hurt myself, or make up any more affairs. It could be with Green in the Study with the Candlestick or something equally scary. Green is gay in two of the endings, though, of course, where in the final one he says he is going to go home and sleep with his wife.
À moi, je suis...
