Watching Veronica Mars last night felt like watching some fic writer's fantasy come true. Or watching said fic writer's story on the tv screen. Stop with the sap-o-rama and get me back badass!Logan.
Despite all of this, I desperately do not want the show to end. At (almost) any cost. *clings*
So I was (still) listening to "Icky Thump" last night and spamming
literaryll about the Stripes and also The Strokes. So when I woke up half an hour ago, the only thing I had running through my head was the thought of the two someday collaborating on something. A song. A b-side. Anything. It would totally blow everyone's minds. That's all I have to say.
I wish I had more time for fannish things. I miss being able to indulge in mindless squee once in a while.
Oh hey. I have less than half an hour to get ready for class. Which leaves me no time for breakfast. Woe.