.brainpinched.
5:21 p.m. || 2005-03-17
[mood: just calmed down from really pissed
]
Mark just came in and messed my room up. He doesn't have the f***ing brains to put things back neatly and so because of that, I had to repack everything, and have my hands itchy because of my dust allergy.
RRR.
Upside to making myself feel better is that people are taking my icons. Most of them, strangely, fall under the 40k limit, and so it's postable livejournal-wise.
Mark just came in again to take my files. I didn't even say yes. Girls, remember the really thick chem file we all had to keep for two years? Yeah, he took that. And being the person he is, I'm not expecting all my papers to be in that file anymore when I get it back.
He makes me so angry.
Jas came over for a short while for RE:A. When she went back I made a few simple Constantine icons and watched Rabbit Proof Fence. It was a good show.
Back to icons which are now able to sooth my grated nerves. Or maybe even type a little fanfiction stuff.
Update:
Icon-making. Yep.

Today's killer? The buffy one. Gahh.
»hates: stress, being nagged at, losing tolerance, not being able to do anything for someone. spuffy. having no muse the entire day(aka went on vacation). i hate too many things to list. xP.
friend reads
site reads

Letters Over the Sea, the best moving piece I've ever read.
Story for the Bangel's soul
Cookies
Black Ink *
It's So Crazy
Sex, Lies, and Sonograms *
Three Months On