Okay, so my afternoon was a little grumpy-making, which means I am... ignoring all of that (seriously, 10mm, I KILL YOU IN THE FACE. we have three separate issues with it, two of which are MEANT to be mutually exclusive but clearly, well. are not. since they're both happening. FAIL. ...literally. also arguing with my father, ALWAYS FUN, meh.) and posting recklessly. And planning to catch up on my email/lj this weekend since it's certainly not going to happen tonight. I went to the mall to do about six things and... came home with five CDs and one thing done. Oops? *facepalm* However, I did hear Nine in the Afternoon on the radio, which made me go \o/ (luckily I had just parked and thus was not endangering my life or that of others). As a result,
-All of Panic with their constant "like"-ing. Oh, baby band. I squish you.
-Spencer being horrified by aggressive forward women. I just- okay, I'm horrified on his behalf and all, because most elements of that kind of thing are just so, so not cool, but on the other hand, that will NEVER not be funny. *bad person*
-RAY TORO HOW ARE YOU SO HAWESOME. And I quote, "Ray would like to thank [...] biggest thanks go to the underpaid worker who forged my session guitar out of cheap wood and spare parts." *makes flaily hands of love*
-MIKEYWAY FOR THANKING HIS BROTHER.
-...okay, fuck it, liner notes in general. They're like a drug to me. Mmm.
-"Jon, the bells."
-The opening part of "the take over, the break's over". It makes me want to run around in circles and stomp in time.
-Pete Wentz, when he grins with everything he's got? Holy shit. Yeah. (I refuse to apologise for this statement on the grounds that it is just TRUE FACTS.)
-The fact Fall Out Boy got "but I digress" into song lyrics. That makes me happy EVERY TIME.
-Singing along to "Snakes on a Plane" at the top of my lungs while driving back up the Bombays. And, well, pretty much everything else Cobra Starship has done ever. *signs self up for Gabe's basement*
-"There's a reason these tables are numbered honey..." live, with the finger snapping and DANCING and Brendon's fucking FACE and Ryan with are-those-maraccas? and JON WITH A TAMBOURINE and Spencer being SPENCER and "I'M A DIVA" and "ACCENTUATING OFF-WHITE PINSTRIPES". yeah. I'm pretty sure it's my favourite song of theirs in general, too. NGH, everything.
-THIS:
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I just. AHAHAHAAA. Oh man. Seriously. Is that meant to be a disincentive? I don't think they really thought that one through, in light of their audience. *snickers*
(I couldn't get the first word in frame, so the entire sentence is meant to read "unauthorised duplication is a violation of applicable laws, and will result in Gerard coming to your house and sucking your blood.")
-And finally, this, which I discovered last night, and to which I can only say, omg, Bob Bryar, I cave. You win at dork. How would you like me wrapped?
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He's wearing a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles hoodie. And it's GREEN and kind of AWFUL and so not the best photo of him ever, and yet? SO AWESOME I CANNOT STAND IT. OH BOB. (I really don't know whether I want the caption to this to be "RAY, LOOK! Teenage Mutant NINJA Turtles!" or
shoemaster's awesome quote about drumsticks being nunchucks that aren't connected.
*goes back to flailing* (It totally counts as exercise, right?)
I'm pretty sure I had other happy things to add but oy, bed time. I have been failing at that this week, and I'm helping
jessikast move stuff around tomorrow, so I should probably get more than four hours sleep. *shifty eyes*