Holy damn my fucking icon trips me up if I just sit here and type and don't notice it, like imma havva seizure or sommat, so on and on with the Clapton icon I go. Lately I've been toying around in paint.net and trying to make not-too-terrible icons. Pshaw. tryyyy.
I have like not knitted anything in ages. Or sewn anything. Or baked anything. Or
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