Joe... Jonas?
- I don't know. Joe Jonas.
Maybe I'm thinking about him again. This is in part because I saw them in concert. And then in part because I watched their 3D concert with the girls last weekend. And in part because shortly after that he was on stage popping balloons while looking absolutely freaking adorable. And then because he apparently looked like this in view of a camera. And in part because I owe mediaville and inthenameofjuc fic.
Maybe I'm feeling more generous to him than I have in quite some time.
I'm not sure what to do about that.
Except to write a figure skating AU. (WOULDN'T THAT BE SO OBNOXIOUS?) All I have is the premise of the story though. Kevin Jonas gives up varsity bowling and pole vaulting to do something even lamer. Figure skating. I'm thinking Kevin would do pairs or ice dancing. And then Nick would be a single's skater because he hated seeing Kevin do something better than him. And then Joe would make Nick jealous by thinking Adam Rippon (Nick's primary competitor next year at nationals) was really funny and a nice guy. (SO OBNOXIOUS!)
- In other news, I've had four migraines this month. Four. Averaged out that is one every five days. Sometimes I worry my brain will just melt out of my ears.
- I still love my tumblr guys. So much. Although I am beginning to feel more insecure about my ability to find good pictures. I cite as much as I can but I keep imagining a figure skating photog finding my tumblr and sending me a hateful email about asking permission.
- I want to write fiiiiiiiiiiiic, but I never have any tiiiiiiiiiiime. This is seriously upsetting to me. I have nine million things I want to write. And two things (see above) that I need to write.
- The trouble is though I am rarely at home, trying to fill empty hours. Yesterday I worked 8 - 5, then drove through traffic to see my lovely ladies from 5:45 - 8:45. Drove home. From 9pm - 9:30 I fed the cats, changed clothes, cleaned my bathroom (this could not wait another day). 9:30 - 10:30 was my internet time, by 10:30 - 10:45 I got ready for bed. 11:00pm I was asleep.
Monday wasn't much different, today won't be much different. I need to work, I love the people in my life, and I like having a clean house. WHAT DO I SACRIFICE? I mean, sleep clearly, but that doesn't usually work for too long.
- The FS Grand Prix season slowly, slowly, slowly approaches. Nebelhorn Trophy starts tomorrow. NBC announced their broadcast schedule for the events. I want to throw a watching party for every single one, but it's really just going to be Kate and I, isn't it? Well luckily she and I totally count as a party all by ourselves.
Maybe I'm thinking about him again. This is in part because I saw them in concert. And then in part because I watched their 3D concert with the girls last weekend. And in part because shortly after that he was on stage popping balloons while looking absolutely freaking adorable. And then because he apparently looked like this in view of a camera. And in part because I owe mediaville and inthenameofjuc fic.
Maybe I'm feeling more generous to him than I have in quite some time.
I'm not sure what to do about that.
Except to write a figure skating AU. (WOULDN'T THAT BE SO OBNOXIOUS?) All I have is the premise of the story though. Kevin Jonas gives up varsity bowling and pole vaulting to do something even lamer. Figure skating. I'm thinking Kevin would do pairs or ice dancing. And then Nick would be a single's skater because he hated seeing Kevin do something better than him. And then Joe would make Nick jealous by thinking Adam Rippon (Nick's primary competitor next year at nationals) was really funny and a nice guy. (SO OBNOXIOUS!)
- In other news, I've had four migraines this month. Four. Averaged out that is one every five days. Sometimes I worry my brain will just melt out of my ears.
- I still love my tumblr guys. So much. Although I am beginning to feel more insecure about my ability to find good pictures. I cite as much as I can but I keep imagining a figure skating photog finding my tumblr and sending me a hateful email about asking permission.
- I want to write fiiiiiiiiiiiic, but I never have any tiiiiiiiiiiime. This is seriously upsetting to me. I have nine million things I want to write. And two things (see above) that I need to write.
- The trouble is though I am rarely at home, trying to fill empty hours. Yesterday I worked 8 - 5, then drove through traffic to see my lovely ladies from 5:45 - 8:45. Drove home. From 9pm - 9:30 I fed the cats, changed clothes, cleaned my bathroom (this could not wait another day). 9:30 - 10:30 was my internet time, by 10:30 - 10:45 I got ready for bed. 11:00pm I was asleep.
Monday wasn't much different, today won't be much different. I need to work, I love the people in my life, and I like having a clean house. WHAT DO I SACRIFICE? I mean, sleep clearly, but that doesn't usually work for too long.
- The FS Grand Prix season slowly, slowly, slowly approaches. Nebelhorn Trophy starts tomorrow. NBC announced their broadcast schedule for the events. I want to throw a watching party for every single one, but it's really just going to be Kate and I, isn't it? Well luckily she and I totally count as a party all by ourselves.