Website, arts, cats. PS, candy.

I'm redesigning my website, and my visual identity as a whole. The current thing has been pissing me off of late; the coding is messy and amateurish and doesn't work in some browsers, and I'm just getting kind of fed up with the layout in general. So new things are happening.



That's the almost-for-sure new logo. Opinions? (Here's all of the final choices.)

- Some reason, my dad seems to always be the final word on things like these. Not just because he knows a lot about this stuff and because I deeply respect his opinion, but because..he seems to be almost always right. The way he reasons just makes me see the problem at hand in a different light. Fatbird (the first choice - yeah, I nicknamed him) used to be my favorite of them, because looking at him made me giggle. When it was down to first and fourth, though, one is cute and one looks more professional kind of, so there we go.

The layout is going to look a lot cleaner, I think. The gallery will be better organized, and I'm weeding a lot of stuff out. Also, I have decided: I really need to start making more arts. I need to get off my lazy butt and make more arts, because I do not have enough arts. I need like a zillion more arts. My arts are looking less and less impressive the more time I spend on the internet. This summer shall be dedicated making more and more-awesome arts.

Arts. Yeah. Arts. Whoo. Let's do this thing.

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Also a cat for you.



Molly doesn't talk much. Like at all. Only when she really wants something. When there is no food where food should be, she stares at you until you move, then walks towards her bowl, stopping along the way a few times to turn around and make sure you're following her, and when you get there she stands in front of the food-void and if nothing appears right away she looks up at you, gives you the huge sad cat eyes, and opens her mouth a tiny bit and emits this tiny little 'eh' sound. Besides the begging 'eh' sound, she very occasionally does the yelling 'reowr' thing when she's scratching her ears, and sometimes in the middle of the night when she's lonely she sits at the base of the stairs and whines until someone wakes up. (This is one reason why I've been sleeping downstairs on the couch since I got home; I get to be with her, and she sleeps next to me all night.)

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Good night.

Olivia

PS. So tonight's main distraction from sleep is Candyblog. Last time I looked at the clock it was ten thirty; now it's twelve thirty. I just spent two hours..reading about..candy. I think for the rest of my life instead of eating I will look at food porn. It is just so satisfying(ly distracting).