Thursday is the new Friday.

[asimplechord]

I feel like all I ever do here now is whine about work. :( BUT FOR THIS POST, NO WHINING!

1. SXSW in less than one week. Stamps! Gold Motel! Empires! Hopefully Electric Touch and Taddy Porter and Discos! I don't think I'll get there in time for the Black Cards show, but that's alright. At least four days of music music music.

2. harriet_vane has tempted me

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[why_me_why_not]

1. I expect yall to have lots of fun for me!

2. haha, harriet_vane is so evil. And Jesse is so cute! It's hard to resist!

3. YAY!

4. also YAY!

5. Ray & Walt (or Ray/Walt), food fight. OR Harry/Draco, trainwreck. Or, y'know, more cuddling fic. *g*

[asimplechord]

In my own personal canon, Ray is an awesome cook. The MRE cookies that got schwacked were an expression of how much he missed his kitchen. Which he tries not to tell anyone in Bravo Two, b/c the Marines already make them gay enough, he doesn't need them making Julia Child jokes, too. Walt finds out by accident.

A long-winded way to say: on it like a motherfucker.

[why_me_why_not]

In my own personal canon, you are my very fucking favorite. ;)

[asimplechord]

The blueberry puree that turns his hair purple is Walt's own fault

[why_me_why_not]

Yeah, okay, so Walt should have known better than to try and sneak up on Ray, but Ray should've known better than to try and keep secrets with Walt living with him. Walt's a good guy, and Ray could always threaten to withhold food.

I LOVE THIS!! :)

[asimplechord]

Walt would promise silence in exchange for brownies. And the spinach gnocchi that he tried a few weeks ago and really really liked.