[Monday, September 20, 2004][]

review: for-you-only.

first impression: the reviewer screams and runs from the room. they poke their head back into the room, tenatively, and then returns to the room toting a bottle of jack daniels.

layout: [eight of thirty points] :swigs from the bottle of jack daniels: first off, you've changed things a little bit since you were posted. if this was in some attempt to remedy your layout, we're sorry, but you failed. things still remained cluttered, poorly organized, and low quality. not only is jpeg distortion running rampant, but so is distortion from resizing things hapahzardly. :takes anothe pull from the bottle: if you need something a different shape, crop the image. images look better if you maintain the aspect ratio, and don't blow them terribly far out of proportion.

with your buttons, we like the theme of the little goth cherubs. if you could keep some kind of consistency therein (i.e. keep all of navigational links in that style and size), it would look nice. also your links to other diaries are different sizes. it just goes against our aesthetics. make them each the same size. please.

:drinks from the bottle for a few moments:

your color scheme is neither subtle nor soothing. it looks like you just stuck the windows default 'pinstripe' as your background. also, it may be our netscape based browser (the one fault of firefox, sadly), but your 'previous five entries' window is obscured by your main entry window. some of the links don't work in the maze, but that may be intentional.

content: [thirty-seven of sixty points] :things seem to skip around a bit at the beginning, and had it not been for the cast page, we would have no fucking idea of what you were talking about. such is the malady of being in high school, though. your thoughts are thankfully easier to follow than your layout is.

you speak of independence, which is certainly noble. forging one's own path is a noble goal for certain. especially for someone as codependent as you let on. let's talk about this entry. :sips of jack daniels: being that you are in high school, and we don't know quite how old you are, we're going to assume that you're about seventeen years old. this sort of thing that you're experiencing is some kind of nesting instinct. you're being led around by your reprodoductive system. try not to confuse love with lust. one is not mutually exclusive to the other. you say that you follow in your own way. it's nearly impossible to be wholly independent these days. it's more about finding an unique way of expressing youself within the system.

this entry holds alot of passion. we like the way you use font and color to express yourself. also, the way you put in what you're listening to is a little bit different, but your selection of music is the stuff of the drones.

frequency: [five of ten points] erratic, with multiple entries in one day, and some entries out of order, but usually every three days or so.

judgement: 'round and 'round we go... :finishes the bottle of jack daniels: while it's refreshing to see someone quite so willing to be themselves against all odds, we get the impression that 'thou doth protest too much.' this can be a few things. you might want to garner attention, which at your age is certainly acceptable. you might want to put on the fa�ade of independence without succumbing to the responsibilites or putting in the tremendous effort that such a thing takes. whatever the reason, you must find strength in integrity.

mister biased often finds that things boil down to integrity: not taking leave to temptations. even if it's for the simple reason so that you can point your finger at others and say "I have integrity, and you don't." it might not be the most noble line of reasoning, but you've still got your integrity. remember that you don't have to give in to your temptations.

completely overhaul your layout. simplicity is king, organization is queen. your layout also hurt your content score, because of the distractions. we might be able to take you a little more seriously if your layout didn't remind us of the lost pokemon episode that sent children into epileptic fits.

[fifty percent]
[fifty of one hundred points]
[mister biased]

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