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Yay, new pic
Like my new little piccy? I got it from gravitygirlicons.com or something like that. No, I'm not cool enough to have photoshop and make my own icons. But Suzi did say she would be willing to do it for me if I sent her the pic. I like this one for now. It's pretty and Buffy and Spike are both on there in all their wonderfulness. Yay. It's a little artsy and funny looking, but I really like it for the most part.
UPDATE------
ACADEMIC STATUS: Still (sorta) illegally attending classes(Imagine that if you can)
FINANANCIAL STATUS: Let's not get into it.
ROMANTIC STATUS: Er, let's skip that, too. Everyone who would care knows already. Except one person . . . But we'll move on.
MENTAL STATUS: A little strained, but trying to focus on the good things. Like good friends, loving family, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Deep Space Nine (which I now have all of on dvd. But that goes back to my financial, so let us not speak of it.)
PHYSICAL STATUS: Erg. At least I'm not bed ridden or vomiting. Or having cancer or aids. Actually, in the grand scheme of things, I'm fit as a fiddle (which is only slightly out of tune.)
I miss Jacky and Hallie and my mom and Nelson and the rodents. And my friends back home. But I love my friends here. Now I'm just typing to hear the keys click so I'm gonna stop.
But I do love that sound.
Okay. Me stopping. Witness me stop. Here I go.
UPDATE------
ACADEMIC STATUS: Still (sorta) illegally attending classes(Imagine that if you can)
FINANANCIAL STATUS: Let's not get into it.
ROMANTIC STATUS: Er, let's skip that, too. Everyone who would care knows already. Except one person . . . But we'll move on.
MENTAL STATUS: A little strained, but trying to focus on the good things. Like good friends, loving family, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Deep Space Nine (which I now have all of on dvd. But that goes back to my financial, so let us not speak of it.)
PHYSICAL STATUS: Erg. At least I'm not bed ridden or vomiting. Or having cancer or aids. Actually, in the grand scheme of things, I'm fit as a fiddle (which is only slightly out of tune.)
I miss Jacky and Hallie and my mom and Nelson and the rodents. And my friends back home. But I love my friends here. Now I'm just typing to hear the keys click so I'm gonna stop.
But I do love that sound.
Okay. Me stopping. Witness me stop. Here I go.