| redundantly ( @ 2006-01-17 23:00:00 |
Rambles and icons.
Working two jobs, now, daily. Making a nice chunk of change, but it leaves me little time to breathe. Last night I stayed awake a few hours longer than I should have, just so I could get my daily dose of fandom. Go nuts without it.
I'm declaring ASH my good luck charm. Before, he was just a man to obsess an drool over. Having started off every day for the past week by listening to his liquid gold singing voice has seemed to make my days insanely wonderful. Hence, good luck charm.
I signed up for a ficathon. I'm hoping that doesn't come back to haunt me, but I'm excited. I've got a good choice of assignments, and this way I can excuse spending my first paycheck on the first season of Angel -- "research". Of course, the fact that it will sooth my intense jonesing for some Wesley is just a bonus.
Made myself promise I'd watch all five season of Angel in order. Not that I mind having mixed up the order of Buffy seasons, but I think it'll help pack more of a punch. Not to mention, give me a better feel for the growth of the characters and their bonds with each other.
*bounce* Is it payday yet?
I spent some of last night searching for clear caps of Wesley and Gunn. One can never have too much Wes in their lives. Unfortunately, I came up with very little. I suppose I could go to one of those many sites that have entire episodes capped within an inch of their lives, but there's something fun about using Google Images. I like the search.
Since I couldn't find any, I just booted up The Sims and played with the Wesley I have on there. He's aged, but he's happy.
I have fic. Badly written, must-be-edited, fic. Maybe I'll do that during my break between jobs tomorrow.
Instead? Icons. Just playing around with a certain style, and I may have gone a bit overboard. Mostly bases, like usual. 29 icons in total.
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Comment and credit, please.
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Not liking the idea of waking at five-thirty tomorrow morning.
Working two jobs, now, daily. Making a nice chunk of change, but it leaves me little time to breathe. Last night I stayed awake a few hours longer than I should have, just so I could get my daily dose of fandom. Go nuts without it.
I'm declaring ASH my good luck charm. Before, he was just a man to obsess an drool over. Having started off every day for the past week by listening to his liquid gold singing voice has seemed to make my days insanely wonderful. Hence, good luck charm.
I signed up for a ficathon. I'm hoping that doesn't come back to haunt me, but I'm excited. I've got a good choice of assignments, and this way I can excuse spending my first paycheck on the first season of Angel -- "research". Of course, the fact that it will sooth my intense jonesing for some Wesley is just a bonus.
Made myself promise I'd watch all five season of Angel in order. Not that I mind having mixed up the order of Buffy seasons, but I think it'll help pack more of a punch. Not to mention, give me a better feel for the growth of the characters and their bonds with each other.
*bounce* Is it payday yet?
I spent some of last night searching for clear caps of Wesley and Gunn. One can never have too much Wes in their lives. Unfortunately, I came up with very little. I suppose I could go to one of those many sites that have entire episodes capped within an inch of their lives, but there's something fun about using Google Images. I like the search.
Since I couldn't find any, I just booted up The Sims and played with the Wesley I have on there. He's aged, but he's happy.
I have fic. Badly written, must-be-edited, fic. Maybe I'll do that during my break between jobs tomorrow.
Instead? Icons. Just playing around with a certain style, and I may have gone a bit overboard. Mostly bases, like usual. 29 icons in total.
03.
19.
25.
29.
Comment and credit, please.
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Not liking the idea of waking at five-thirty tomorrow morning.