Things I really want right the fuck now
1. To see Patrick Kane on ice in person. I WILL PAY FOR THOSE TICKETS, GODDAMMIT. Went to Friday's Hawks @ Caps preseason game at the Verizon Center with celerywench and _la_belle_fille and holy hell those were amazing center ice seats we had. Jonathan Toews was so close to us. But I need this again, with Kaner. Because, Kaner.
2. A long and angsty emotional porn of a MakoHaru fic with pining and misunderstandings and tears. What. Don't look at me that way. I have needs. Alternatively, something with some goddamn plot. (I say as attempt work at a completely plotless sex pollen fic.)
3. Elementary premier! Just a few days away! Just as Free! wraps up its season, so the timing is perfect. ♥
4. I have caved to watching the NFL on Sundays and, excuse me, suddenly I have feelings. Some of these feelings are "oh my god Redskins, why can't you win a game? And why is your name so racist?" and "Carolina, should I root for you because I'm from Carolina or do I have enough Carolina teams that will make me weep in despair?"
But actually most of these feelings are currently "Eli Manning, I find your face adorable??? In a super whitebread kind of way??? Like a dumb but well-meaning puppy."
And I kind of want this to be a thing:
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME. Goddamn those Manning brothers and their homoerotic eyefucking.
(It's okay; you can judge me. I judge me. But I still want the 25k story about growing up together with guilty guilty UST and lots of wrestling and football and shit and GUILT and porn and the NFL. Okay, I basically want the epic Folger's coffee incest story except with jockbros.)
5. To not be involved in this screaming drama my housemates are in! Which, to be fair, happened entirely while I was at work so I am not involved beyond having to hear one side go into over the top theatrics and the other one move out. Oof, so I'm stuck with the batshit one, but at least she doesn't have beef with me. Man, I miss living alone.
2. A long and angsty emotional porn of a MakoHaru fic with pining and misunderstandings and tears. What. Don't look at me that way. I have needs. Alternatively, something with some goddamn plot. (I say as attempt work at a completely plotless sex pollen fic.)
3. Elementary premier! Just a few days away! Just as Free! wraps up its season, so the timing is perfect. ♥
4. I have caved to watching the NFL on Sundays and, excuse me, suddenly I have feelings. Some of these feelings are "oh my god Redskins, why can't you win a game? And why is your name so racist?" and "Carolina, should I root for you because I'm from Carolina or do I have enough Carolina teams that will make me weep in despair?"
But actually most of these feelings are currently "Eli Manning, I find your face adorable??? In a super whitebread kind of way??? Like a dumb but well-meaning puppy."
And I kind of want this to be a thing:
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME. Goddamn those Manning brothers and their homoerotic eyefucking.
(It's okay; you can judge me. I judge me. But I still want the 25k story about growing up together with guilty guilty UST and lots of wrestling and football and shit and GUILT and porn and the NFL. Okay, I basically want the epic Folger's coffee incest story except with jockbros.)
5. To not be involved in this screaming drama my housemates are in! Which, to be fair, happened entirely while I was at work so I am not involved beyond having to hear one side go into over the top theatrics and the other one move out. Oof, so I'm stuck with the batshit one, but at least she doesn't have beef with me. Man, I miss living alone.