I wrote this entry in bits and pieces last night and then I didn't post it. Then my computer unexpectedly restarted itself and wiped out my iTunes library. Like, the music is still there, iTunes just has no memory of ever having seen it before. All my fandom playlists, poof. So much air. Is there a way of saving .m3u's from iTunes? Because I'm ever ( Read more... )

Today at work, I thought about Mikey Way. More than I'm going to admit to having done. (Get creative with the math on that.) He is cute and tiny and has rocking glasses, see? And then there's that. So I thought about Mikey Way and how at this I may have to stop referring to Bullets For My Chemical Valentine. And I thought about Frank Iero's shirt. ( Read more... )

In his blogs Pete sounds kind of a lot like Delirium. In ways that sound like they have to be self-consciously weird and completely pretentious, sometimes, and sometimes unexpected and really, really charming. I'm not drawing the thin red line. (I can't with Gneil, though usually I'm almost content to think that one couldn't be pretentious if he ( Read more... )

Fall Out Boy pwns me. Please send help have troops stand by?

I can forgive myself for ovethinking even this, because it sort of seems to go with the subject, right? See, because I'm not at all sure that I like Pete Wentz, only I'm more attracted to him than I am to sliced bread. Er, easily achieved, I should think. Anyway. Intellectually ( Read more... )