I just woke up from a dream where I was climbing multiple flights of stairs in a hotel because the lifts were clogged by the bajillionty fangirls trying to use the lifts to get to the 5th floor where the hotel restaurant was FAILING at serving food ( Read more... )

Hoe-lee FUCK, Spencer Smith!

I...I think the hotness even makes me forgive the headband.

*Re-watches*

(Con.txt report will happen at some point...not while I'm watching Spencer be this hot though)

Cat? I have to direct you to ( this picture )

I've kind of gotten out of the habit of posting while I was internetless. I kind of forget about it - especially today which was busy and...well, we'll get to that.

So - due to my forgetting to post, this entry is multi-functional.

1) ( Panic at the Disco. No Exclamation mark. )

Title: A Word That Means "Home"
Pairing: Spencer/Brendon
Word Count: ~3400
Disclaimer: So fictional, it hurts.
Summary: The third time Spencer comes home to find Brendon sat in the back garden with his feet in the pool, reading a soggy paperback and waiting for him, Spencer gives him a key to the house ( Read more... )

Ha ha! Jac wins at ticket purchasing and now we are the proud owners of TICKETS TO SEE PANIC AT LEEDS UNIVERSITY!

FTMFW!

Pre-sale ILU.

ETA: If anyone UK-based wants to come with us, there still seems to be tickets available the the Leeds University show on 14th March. Buy tickets and come with us! You can more than likely also crash at mine ( Read more... )

I've woken up this morning and for some reason I am really excited and bouncy. I keep trying to tell myself "Dude - it's 7am and DARK. It's TUESDAY. You're going to WORK. The same place you went YESTERDAY. Why is this exciting?" but my body - she does not listen. Maybe she knows something I don't? (ETA: Or actually, maybe it's the full moon I just ( Read more... )