August 18th, 2005


When I hold you in my arms and I feel my finger on your trigger...

I signed up to make 100 Cintia icons for 100of__. I'm feeling the pressure, baby. *pokes computer* I so can't be bothered at the moment.

I got back from an appointment out at Riccarton and walked around the playing field over the road for a while. Just jumping and running and singing along really loudly to Dorien. What would I do without my mp3 player? Die, I tell you. (I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die, I tell you, I tell you-)

I'm not sure what I'm doing at the moment.

Although, what I do know is that I just might get to stop worrying so much about lack of money. Well, as long as certain government agents get their shit together. Then all shall be well and I can just breathe again.

That will certainly be very nice.

100 icons is an insane amount. Both to have and to make. Dear lord. *uploads more*

And I'm am STARVING. It's definatly dinner time.
  • Current Music
    'Happiness is a Warm Gun' The Beatles (not in space.)