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In an effort to ruin my life, Harold has spent the last week driving around LA in a Ferrari.
I'm not sure how well any of you know me, but I have a weakness for really nice sports cars. Aston Martins make me legitimately weak in the knees to see, and I have a special fondness for Ferraris in that when I went to highschool in one of the midwest's wealthiest suburbs, they were the cars that the wealthy folk would drive around casually. That KILLS me. And now Harry's driving around in this sleek ass black Ferrari and his stupid fucking beanie, trying to look pouty and mysterious like Zayn:
and I have never been this miserable before. This child is YOUNGER THAN I AM, running around in this car, and I didn't know it was possible to have more feelings and then this happened. It's rendered me entirely unable to function.
Sigh. To wander into real life for a second, this week has been WEIRD. And exhausting. My job is terribly easy but we're still ironing out the kinks of me having access to edit content on our website and then my incredibly old desktop at work couldn't play sound the other day and it was terrible, because my only job for the afternoon was to transcribe a lecture. It's possible that I lost my keys a week after getting them, also. Woops. ;_; I've also been trying to figure out this whole having roommates thing, coming up with cleaning and cooking schedules, dealing with the fact that my car got towed and convincing my roommates that yes, you all use my car also, so maybe it was my car that I didn't see the sign for, but you can all pitch in $15 out of the $200 I needed to get it back, or else you don't get to use it anymore. I am also trying very hard to find another job because as it turns out, making enough money to barely cover rent and the bare minimum of groceries is ... not the easiest or best way to live! So I have sold my soul to my school's telefund and hopefully the week after next I'll be able to call all of our alumni and ask for donations or something for 12 hours a week and I will thus be working 27 hours a week instead of 15, which will definitely make my life much, much easier.
And then in mid-July I have a circus gig for a few days that'll make me about $70/day, which I am EXCITED FOR. The circus is my favorite. I am still sad daily that the federal work/study didn't work out and I couldn't work more for the circus. ;_;
This weekend was a lot of fun, though! A Panera opened up on the north side that has suggested donation amounts instead of actual prices? So even though I could only afford to spend $7 on food then and we had no food in the house, I could still get a meal, and then when I get paid next week and have a few more dollars to spare I can go and donate more than the price of my meal to make up for that. So some of my roommates and I went up there on Friday night but then decided to explore Lincoln Park because we'd never been there before, and then we ended up probably twenty blocks north in boystown where Chicago Pride was going on, and we all had a lot of fun! And yesterday my cousin's husband had a birthday party that I went to and I got to see some family that I hadn't for a while, and I got delicious BBQ and other great food and then my cousin sent me home with some leftover deep dish pizza? Which I'm going to go heat up for lunch here in a few minutes.
SPEAKING OF CIRCUS, THOUGH (a little late), I'm not fully present in any fandom until I start planning a circus AU, which has officially happened with 1D as of this afternoon, so THERE YOU GO. Niall and Liam are really great bases for acro and Niall is fantastic on the spanish web, Louis is a flyer and he does aerials with Harry, who is the best aerialist their troupe has seen in an incredibly long time, and Zayn dabbles a little bit in everything but his favorite is catching Harry on the trap. I'm not sure what the plot is yet, but the image of Harry flying through the air like that is yet another on the list of things that make me hate this band.
On another fic note, harriet_vane posted something in her tags on Tumblr earlier today (is that creepy? oh well) that made me want to write a highschool AU where Liam doesn't know that he's Zayn's boyfriend. Everyone else knows it, but sometimes people will say to Liam something about "his boyfriend" and he'll get really confused, but people will just smile indulgently at him. And Harry, Louis and Niall will refer to him and Zayn as boyfriends, but Liam just thinks it's something weird that they do, like all the other weird things they do. Because, like ... Of course he likes Zayn, he's had a crush on him for years, and he and Zayn hang out a lot, but they're just best friends. And they hang out a lot. And sometimes Zayn kisses him, but Zayn's weird, it doesn't mean anything. And if Zayn gets drunk sometimes and they make out, seriously, it doesn't mean anything.
I'm not quite sure yet how he figures out that they're boyfriends, but eventually someone clues him in.
I'm not sure how well any of you know me, but I have a weakness for really nice sports cars. Aston Martins make me legitimately weak in the knees to see, and I have a special fondness for Ferraris in that when I went to highschool in one of the midwest's wealthiest suburbs, they were the cars that the wealthy folk would drive around casually. That KILLS me. And now Harry's driving around in this sleek ass black Ferrari and his stupid fucking beanie, trying to look pouty and mysterious like Zayn:
and I have never been this miserable before. This child is YOUNGER THAN I AM, running around in this car, and I didn't know it was possible to have more feelings and then this happened. It's rendered me entirely unable to function.
Sigh. To wander into real life for a second, this week has been WEIRD. And exhausting. My job is terribly easy but we're still ironing out the kinks of me having access to edit content on our website and then my incredibly old desktop at work couldn't play sound the other day and it was terrible, because my only job for the afternoon was to transcribe a lecture. It's possible that I lost my keys a week after getting them, also. Woops. ;_; I've also been trying to figure out this whole having roommates thing, coming up with cleaning and cooking schedules, dealing with the fact that my car got towed and convincing my roommates that yes, you all use my car also, so maybe it was my car that I didn't see the sign for, but you can all pitch in $15 out of the $200 I needed to get it back, or else you don't get to use it anymore. I am also trying very hard to find another job because as it turns out, making enough money to barely cover rent and the bare minimum of groceries is ... not the easiest or best way to live! So I have sold my soul to my school's telefund and hopefully the week after next I'll be able to call all of our alumni and ask for donations or something for 12 hours a week and I will thus be working 27 hours a week instead of 15, which will definitely make my life much, much easier.
And then in mid-July I have a circus gig for a few days that'll make me about $70/day, which I am EXCITED FOR. The circus is my favorite. I am still sad daily that the federal work/study didn't work out and I couldn't work more for the circus. ;_;
This weekend was a lot of fun, though! A Panera opened up on the north side that has suggested donation amounts instead of actual prices? So even though I could only afford to spend $7 on food then and we had no food in the house, I could still get a meal, and then when I get paid next week and have a few more dollars to spare I can go and donate more than the price of my meal to make up for that. So some of my roommates and I went up there on Friday night but then decided to explore Lincoln Park because we'd never been there before, and then we ended up probably twenty blocks north in boystown where Chicago Pride was going on, and we all had a lot of fun! And yesterday my cousin's husband had a birthday party that I went to and I got to see some family that I hadn't for a while, and I got delicious BBQ and other great food and then my cousin sent me home with some leftover deep dish pizza? Which I'm going to go heat up for lunch here in a few minutes.
SPEAKING OF CIRCUS, THOUGH (a little late), I'm not fully present in any fandom until I start planning a circus AU, which has officially happened with 1D as of this afternoon, so THERE YOU GO. Niall and Liam are really great bases for acro and Niall is fantastic on the spanish web, Louis is a flyer and he does aerials with Harry, who is the best aerialist their troupe has seen in an incredibly long time, and Zayn dabbles a little bit in everything but his favorite is catching Harry on the trap. I'm not sure what the plot is yet, but the image of Harry flying through the air like that is yet another on the list of things that make me hate this band.
On another fic note, harriet_vane posted something in her tags on Tumblr earlier today (is that creepy? oh well) that made me want to write a highschool AU where Liam doesn't know that he's Zayn's boyfriend. Everyone else knows it, but sometimes people will say to Liam something about "his boyfriend" and he'll get really confused, but people will just smile indulgently at him. And Harry, Louis and Niall will refer to him and Zayn as boyfriends, but Liam just thinks it's something weird that they do, like all the other weird things they do. Because, like ... Of course he likes Zayn, he's had a crush on him for years, and he and Zayn hang out a lot, but they're just best friends. And they hang out a lot. And sometimes Zayn kisses him, but Zayn's weird, it doesn't mean anything. And if Zayn gets drunk sometimes and they make out, seriously, it doesn't mean anything.
I'm not quite sure yet how he figures out that they're boyfriends, but eventually someone clues him in.