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I am currently in the process of raiding dafont.com for fonts. I had tons of awesome ones on my old computer, but never got around to getting them back on this one, since it completely slipped my mind to copy over my fonts folder. Besides, there are a ton of awesome new ones now :D
I have about 170 new fonts. Not including the multiple styles (some of them came with up to 9 styles). I've only gone through the first 7 categories on dafont (out of 71). Yeah, okay, so I may have a bit of a font hoarding problem, WHAT OF IT. I WILL DEFINITELY HAVE A NEED FOR ALL BAZILLION FONTS I WILL HAVE BY THE END.
That's also not counting the horror fonts I grabbed earlier for making some The Creepening posters. So glad to have my old friend 'a cold night for alligators' back even though it is the one font I NEVER USE. It's still awesome.
Anywaysss...work yesterday was very 6 n 9. No really, that's the best way I can describe it. Every few minutes there was a new horrible, perplexing surprise! They wanted me to wash the bathroom walls?!** I just went into 'BLEACH FUCKING EVERYTHING' mode.
And then today dad wanted me to clean the upstairs bathroom. I found a cleaner with bleach in it. Well...it's clean now...I've probably killed a good quarter of my brain cells.
**P.S. WHAT GROWN PERSON SMEARS BOOGERS ON THE WALL. ESPECIALLY IN A BATHROOM THAT IS NOT THEIR OWN.
I have about 170 new fonts. Not including the multiple styles (some of them came with up to 9 styles). I've only gone through the first 7 categories on dafont (out of 71). Yeah, okay, so I may have a bit of a font hoarding problem, WHAT OF IT. I WILL DEFINITELY HAVE A NEED FOR ALL BAZILLION FONTS I WILL HAVE BY THE END.
That's also not counting the horror fonts I grabbed earlier for making some The Creepening posters. So glad to have my old friend 'a cold night for alligators' back even though it is the one font I NEVER USE. It's still awesome.
Anywaysss...work yesterday was very 6 n 9. No really, that's the best way I can describe it. Every few minutes there was a new horrible, perplexing surprise! They wanted me to wash the bathroom walls?!** I just went into 'BLEACH FUCKING EVERYTHING' mode.
And then today dad wanted me to clean the upstairs bathroom. I found a cleaner with bleach in it. Well...it's clean now...I've probably killed a good quarter of my brain cells.
**P.S. WHAT GROWN PERSON SMEARS BOOGERS ON THE WALL. ESPECIALLY IN A BATHROOM THAT IS NOT THEIR OWN.
