So
this happened. (LOL, "Each sent the Moody Theater audience -- which seemed more local and more fan-heavy than most SXSW crowds -- into howls and even some moshing." Because the pit was composed almost entirely of Green Day fanclub members who guaranteed that if they got tickets, they would show up, else be blacklisted to future events.)
I missed FOB, but I think Green Day was a worthwhile exchange.
And then this happened.
I returned home to find that Aaron hadn't suffered a relapse (he was just whining about being left to entertain himself),
and watched the rebroadcast of this happening:
What, even, Rafa?
And I posted some fic:
Celebration's impossible, genderswap hockey RPF, filling the "celebratory kiss" square on my trope bingo card.
One other good thing? BRMC's new album is out, synced to my iPod for the day's listening.
Now I'm going to go do some lab work, and tonight's the Revival Tour's stop in H-town. And possibly I will ponder vampire or werewolf fic. (Or porn. Probably porn.) It's
why_me_why_not's fault. And she's awesome for it. :)
Crossposted at
http://asimplechord.dreamwidth.org/530687.html; comment as/where you wish.