Well, um, yeah, that would be.. ME. ugh. I just spent an HOUR downloading fonts. See, i love fonts. I have been a fan of fonts from way back when. I've always just been fascinated by handwriting and type. In middle school i used to carry around a box of markers in it with millions of shades that i'd use to doodle and write out words during recess (ok yeah, and maybe during class..). I'd try and see what sort of "fonts" or handwriting styles i could come up with. My friends used to ask me to create luggage tags for them or write their names on their binders. Ah, sweet memories of being a dork.. =P
ANYWAY. So years ago i had so many fonts that i ended up (and this is where my anal-retentive, super-organized side comes in) sorting them all into folders and subfolders according to style. Then i burned all of them to a cd. To make matters worse, a couple of my friends got ahold of it and requested their own copies. Over time I got asked, "So when are you coming out with your Font CD Part 2?" How in the world i had time for this, i haven't a clue.
But i digress. Back to today. Lotsa fonts. In fact, i even downloaded a bunch from 2Peas yesterday. But NOTHING made me want to jump up and down for joy and scream more than coming across the latest from DaFont. OH MY GOD. My faves? Turbo Ripped, Cocaine Sans (get past the name, it's HELLA cool!), Holtzschue and El&Font Gothic! There are more, but you'll have to go see for yourself! Looking at them makes me want to cry. Am i weird in that simply looking at a font sparks a million waves of inspiration? Actually, don't answer that.
