Alien: Amiss -- 12:05 AM

And the alien did decree: ABOOOT BILL
12:05 AM - Wednesday, Oct. 12, 2011

Before the nonsense, & After the bullshit.

ABOOT BILL

WHO THE FORK IS BILL?

Bill is me. Since Google is most likely going to rape Blogger in to another PG13 hellhole, I've decided to escape -- back to my old journal.

I am:

* 1988
* Canadian

DAMNIT BLOGGER; DON'T RESIZE!!! IT'S A GIF, MOTHERFUCKER.

I am a random motherfucker. I think you can tell, just based on the eyefuck of a template I've made. Yes; I made this. Can you tell that I haven't learned CSS? Hanelle says it looks like a retro Myspace page. To me, it looks like a really intense 90s site.

It turns out that I am a remarkably creative fucker, with way too much free time on my hands. This blog/journal is certainly a testiment to that. Who else would spend more than 5 hours, in one sitting, coding, and have it turn out this quaint?

I GIF-ED THIS FROM A VIDEO. DAMNIT.

I think that I'm an easy person to get to know -- a hard one to get along with, though. IRL I have a buttload of friends and family who think I'm an obnoxious sonovabitch. Online? I sometimes have legions of unseen fans, or friends who think I'm the cat's meow.

Now, the thing is, to find a GIRLFRIEND who dug this shit. Srsly.

Before the nonsense, & After the bullshit.


Navigation * Profile * New * Old * First * Random Credit * Host * Design	And the alien did decree: ABOOOT BILL 12:05 AM - Wednesday, Oct. 12, 2011 Before the nonsense, & After the bullshit. ABOOT BILL WHO THE FORK IS BILL? Bill is me. Since Google is most likely going to rape Blogger in to another PG13 hellhole, I've decided to escape -- back to my old journal. I am: * 1988 * Canadian I am a random motherfucker. I think you can tell, just based on the eyefuck of a template I've made. Yes; I made this. Can you tell that I haven't learned CSS? Hanelle says it looks like a retro Myspace page. To me, it looks like a really intense 90s site. It turns out that I am a remarkably creative fucker, with way too much free time on my hands. This blog/journal is certainly a testiment to that. Who else would spend more than 5 hours, in one sitting, coding, and have it turn out this quaint? I think that I'm an easy person to get to know -- a hard one to get along with, though. IRL I have a buttload of friends and family who think I'm an obnoxious sonovabitch. Online? I sometimes have legions of unseen fans, or friends who think I'm the cat's meow. Now, the thing is, to find a GIRLFRIEND who dug this shit. Srsly. Before the nonsense, & After the bullshit. INSERT STUFF HERE	You Missed: DISCLAIMER WHO TF IS ALL THIS??! * INTRO, 2 * NAQ Backlog: Domicile : Infested - Wednesday, Jan. 08, 2020 Badly type text - Wednesday, Jan. 01, 2020 Yet another other entry - Sunday, Dec. 29, 2019 Damn near died - Sunday, Dec. 29, 2019 Boom Shalacka Lacka? - Saturday, Dec. 28, 2019 Circa 2010