Darker Now
Japanese rock music, loud enough that everything else disappears. That’s the only way to redesign something that’s yours. The old design was too clean, too apologetic. This new version—darker, weirder—is what should’ve been there from the start.
When you build something for yourself, you get to change it. The white design had this sterile polish that made me hate looking at it. Like I was visiting somewhere someone else built.
I reorganized the archive, added photo galleries, started fixing all the broken audio and video sections that had been sitting half-finished for months. But that’s not the real point. The real change is the mood. The real change is that logging in now feels like coming home instead of showing up to work.
Maintaining your own corner of the internet matters more than it probably should. You get to be strange. You get to be dark. You get to like something purely because it feels right, and nobody gets a vote.
Things might not work properly. I’ll fix them eventually, or I won’t for a while. That’s the deal when you’re answering to nobody but yourself.