Panic Concert. Can't hear. Going to be so sore tomorrow. So I don't forget though:

• SPENCER SMITH THE FIFTH. Hi, you drum very very well. You were the only person I could see the ENTIRE night. It was awesome. Also, when you smile, puppies are probably born. It was that wondrous.
• Foxy Shazam was an unexpected delight. It bordered on performance art, ( Read more... )

Why I should never have coffee at 4pm. It's 1 am, I have school tomorrow, and I've been on tumblr for the past three hours.

I give you my spoils:
( Cut for Fielding hair, Gabe riding a Sierra, MCR being approximately FIVE, and my amusement. )

Side effects of watching ALL THE TORCHWOOD in the space of a few days?

Every single male on the television is suddenly about to makeout. (I am so sorry Disney channel.)

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Hehe, watched "The Doctor's Wife". If that is a bit of Neil Gaiman's brain, I want to live there.

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Team bonding is the best thing EVER. We got a ninth grade boy in a bra ( Read more... )

This is just going to be a general squee post.

I had this conversation with myself today!
Harper, what the frak, why don't you have a Johnny Weir icon when there is a picture of him in heels around?
...*hasnoanswer*
*pointsaticon* SOLUTION! :D
Oh man, I forgot how much I love that guy. He prances around in his underwear on Sundance, okay? It's ( Read more... )

Ice Water for the Ice Queen (NaNoCharacters)

"You are aware this is a monumentally bad idea?"

"Shut up," Jess hisses, re-securing her grip on the rope while I lounge on the wall behind her.

"No seriously," I expand, not bothering to keep my voice down, inspecting my nails, "We've done some stupid ass shit, but this may take the cake."

"Then leave," She ( Read more... )

Background: Sim is a character from my NaNo novel. He's about 21 when the novel is set, but this is this little back story thing bugging my mind lately.

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Simeon Braxton eyes his reflection critically, hating the way he looks. He's pretty sure this isn't normal. Normal boys don't hate their bodies, right?

Not that he's a normal boy by any ( Read more... )

For the first time in a month...

Without feeling guilty....

Or with anything else to do....

I am on the internet.

Casually.

(Oh my fucking god, when did this turn into my life?)

NaNo is done. The Scarlet Letter is done. (Reading wise.) Art is all caught up. (Shut up brain, I know I have five eyes to draw. I'll do it over the motherfucking weekend.)

I love ( Read more... )