bientôt le weekend
I've been trying to come up with a reason to go in to the office, and I've totally failed. I was up early this morning tweaking a report I'd messed up that I was having nightmares about. Ugh. Work shouldn't follow you in to your dreams.
On the slightly more positive side, I also had a minorly explicit Brendon/Spencer dream. Except that Spencer had his period, so there was no actual sex. Yes, that was a totally literal bit of projection on my part. But while I'll read and enjoy genderswap for fun, it's really not my thing, so I'm ignoring that part of it, and enjoying the part where Panic!'s next album was a Brendon/Spencer love story. Yeah, I don't know. I swore I wouldn't get attached to these guys because they're such babies, but I ran out of new things to read, and then they sucked me in. There are still bandslash stories out there I haven't read because the "characters" aren't very interesting/appealing to me. I'm going to see The Academy Is... on Sunday, so maybe William Beckett will charm me and a new avenue of reading will open up for me.
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Going to a Yarn Harlot book signing this evening with a friend. I tried to explain my plans to my mom, but I got mostly hysterical laughter for my trouble. "A...superstar of the KNITTING world?"
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I'm sure that most people who are interested in Nathan/Peter fic are aware of linaerys's epic, Lethe's Shore. It's an achingly sad reflection on memory and identity. And the tragedy of being born a Petrelli, if I want to be all melodramatic about it. Which I do. blithesea's accompanying trailer vid is excellent as well. It seriously gave me chills.
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Is it wrong that I'm totally obsessed with The Black Parade right now? Like, I feel like I'm going through withdrawals when I'm not listening to it? I mean, I'm limiting myself to once a day so that I don't grow to hate it. But I don't know if I would grow to hate it. It's not my typical music, with its epic earnestness and all, but I can't stop listening to it. I guess I went through something similar when I was first listening to Infinity on High, but this is bigger. I'd heard a lot of the songs here and there, but it wasn't until I started listening to the album in context that I fell in love. I'm admitting this here because I only talk about the standard Seattle indie fare with people at work, etc., and people are all weird and judgmental about musical preferences, and I'm not enough of a rebel to ignore that and be honest with them about what's burning up my iPod all the time. So I'm saying it here. Yay MCR!!!
Okay, back to work.
On the slightly more positive side, I also had a minorly explicit Brendon/Spencer dream. Except that Spencer had his period, so there was no actual sex. Yes, that was a totally literal bit of projection on my part. But while I'll read and enjoy genderswap for fun, it's really not my thing, so I'm ignoring that part of it, and enjoying the part where Panic!'s next album was a Brendon/Spencer love story. Yeah, I don't know. I swore I wouldn't get attached to these guys because they're such babies, but I ran out of new things to read, and then they sucked me in. There are still bandslash stories out there I haven't read because the "characters" aren't very interesting/appealing to me. I'm going to see The Academy Is... on Sunday, so maybe William Beckett will charm me and a new avenue of reading will open up for me.
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Going to a Yarn Harlot book signing this evening with a friend. I tried to explain my plans to my mom, but I got mostly hysterical laughter for my trouble. "A...superstar of the KNITTING world?"
***
I'm sure that most people who are interested in Nathan/Peter fic are aware of linaerys's epic, Lethe's Shore. It's an achingly sad reflection on memory and identity. And the tragedy of being born a Petrelli, if I want to be all melodramatic about it. Which I do. blithesea's accompanying trailer vid is excellent as well. It seriously gave me chills.
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Is it wrong that I'm totally obsessed with The Black Parade right now? Like, I feel like I'm going through withdrawals when I'm not listening to it? I mean, I'm limiting myself to once a day so that I don't grow to hate it. But I don't know if I would grow to hate it. It's not my typical music, with its epic earnestness and all, but I can't stop listening to it. I guess I went through something similar when I was first listening to Infinity on High, but this is bigger. I'd heard a lot of the songs here and there, but it wasn't until I started listening to the album in context that I fell in love. I'm admitting this here because I only talk about the standard Seattle indie fare with people at work, etc., and people are all weird and judgmental about musical preferences, and I'm not enough of a rebel to ignore that and be honest with them about what's burning up my iPod all the time. So I'm saying it here. Yay MCR!!!
Okay, back to work.