I've been a bit absent recently - I didn't have a day off all February with the one positive result being my boss seeming to approve of me. Sometimes I wish I could have that kind of crazy work ethic all the time, but then I remember things like actually having a life. All work and no play is most definitely not my kind of thing, and to make up for it, the last few days have been made of awesome:
♥ I stole a
fleshdress for squee and shopping and bought some lovely shoes with multi-coloured hearts on them. They may be for children, but I maintain that they wouldn't make them in my size if they didn't want me to wear them.
♥ I then got myself a
wildestranger and we saw Fall Out Boy, resulting in much, much joy. Pyrotechnics! Faily handclapping (mine)! Patrick regaining speaking privileges (and being all kinds of adorable)! Pete being, well, Pete! Insane jealousy of Joe's hair! Gabeisms! Hey Monday were also adorable and pocket-sized and I think I'd like to keep them. I was particularly taken with the bassist (I think) skipping about the stage. Just not enough boys skip these days.
♥ Patrick's thighs. I fully admit to not really getting what the fuss was about before, but I have spent the past day or so thinking of little else.
♥ Many ugly new scarves. I blame Ryan Ross (as is so often the case). A particularly fantastic one is orange and purple and has anchors AND fish on it. It's amazing.
♥ I can't stop playing the
Fall Out Boy Trail. It's just not getting any less funny the more I play it.