why, hello. here i am, after a fun-filled night of icon-making. tomorrow i have to get the car fixed and call people about jobs and things, which, boo...ooh, and maybe i should go put my load of laundry in the dryer. that might be good. i should work out tomorrow, too, since with exams and all, i haven't all week...
...i think this is what happens when i'm left to my own devices. i go slowly insane. no one to talk to and all.
RIGHT! well. anyway. thinking of doing a christina ricci layout soon, to go with all these icons, but, as it is, i've made 18 icons in the past two or so hours, and i'm BOREDDDD and finally caving and going to bed.
um. i love
petulantgod. just thought i'd throw that out there.
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if, for some strange reason, you should actually want any of these, credit me, and let me know you're taking them. not that ANYONE needs 18 christina ricci icons. except, i totally do. OH! and if you wnat them textless, or with different text or...whatever...let me know. cause i can totes do that.
that was the babblingest lj-cut text in the history of lj-cut texts.
BAH! i'm going to bed before i hurt myself.