I have finished my Emmett vid. I will probably post it on Tuesday, so, that'll be cool. I'm happy with it.
I also got random inspiration for post 414 angst, how exciting. :| And the Sam/Justin epic is kicking my ass. I mean that in no kinky way whatsoever. (And I am, for a change, not begging for help. I think I just need to set it to the side for a while and come back to it. But I am dedicated to the idea, and some finished fic will eventually come from it, no worries.) So that's on the fandom front.
Now, what is this practice called? Picspam? Yeah.
Also note my rolled up jeans. Dork-cool is the new black, you heard it from me.
These are the ones I am convinced that the thing is still hiding in. These boots are my baby. Babies. Whatever. They make me an even 5'5" when I wear them. I've had them for at least, what, three years now.
Memoirs of a Beatnik by Diane di Prima. I am halfway through, and so far it is all pr0n. Rock on. '
P.S. I am wearing a sweater vest a la Brian Kinney (circa season 3) in the above picture. Because I am awesome like Brian is awesome.
My coffeemaker is my boyfriend.
Now I'm going to go do productive stuff until Dead Like Me comes on.