What is the sauce, kids?

[sinsense]

New default icon, courtesy of stereomer. I quote: "DRINK THAT BOOZE, SMOKE THAT BLUNT, WALK THAT BITCH."

Let's talk about what is up, LJ. What the haps are. What boogie is going down.

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[sparkfrost]

My cat woke me up this morning by biting my face.

Work is so dead its passed through rigor mortis.

I need a new planner like woah, so that is the mission for tonight.

I'm really sorry about your grandmother.

[renne]

My cat woke me up this morning by biting my face.

My cat did EXACTLY the same thing this morning. WTF.

[sparkfrost]

I mean, I think they are love bites. He doesn't dig in, just nips at my face and hair. But still! Cat teeth in face, do not want!

[renne]

Heh that's what my cat does. The other thing he does is try to stick his paw in my mouth. Thanks, kitty, I know where that paw has been. D:

[yourealwaysmine]

i bought four new pillows today, for $3 each. i also drank my last eggnog latte of the season.

[yourealwaysmine]

ooh, ficlet.

MCR, ray/bob, twitter flirting.

Ray/Bob, twitter flirting (sort of, idk, I tried).

[sinsense]

@bobbryar Bob I saw this and thought of you http://twitpic.com/yo2l about 10 minutes ago from TwitterFon in reply to bobbryar

Bob glances up at the road, quickly. He looks down long enough to click on the link for the photograph, and then has to ignore the phone again for a few minutes while he negotiates around a group of cars waiting to turn into a drive-thru. When he's finally back on open road, it takes him a few scrolls to get what the picture is of, but then he snorts, surprised. He would reply right away, but he's stuck behind a gray Range Rover whose driver seems to think that tapping the brakes is a good way to pass the time, and then he's practically at the Bean.
@raytoro hahaha awesome. do you want coffee less than 5 seconds ago in reply to raytoro

Usually Ray takes a while to respond, but Bob's phone chimes almost right away.
@bobbryar Yes! less than 5 seconds ago from TwitterFon in reply to bobbryar
Bob starts to reply, but his phone chimes with another text before

Part two.

[sinsense]

"Is Bob here?" Bob hears Ray say.

Gerard's grin gets a little more wicked. "I'll leave you to your fan club," he says, and moves off before Bob can figure out a way to hit him. Should've kicked him, Bob thinks, a beat too late.

Ray comes around the corner, dodges Gerard, and grins at Bob. "Thanks," he says, and, "do you want me to carry that for you?" because he's got fucking manners, unlike the rest of the band.

"I'm good," Bob says. Once Ray gets his own coffee out of the carrier, Bob takes his out, and takes the carriers into the kitchen to put them in the trash. "Good?" he asks, when Ray takes the first sip.

"Mmm," Ray says. He walks over and nudges his hip against Bob's. "Thanks," he says.

"No problem," Bob says, and puts his hand on the back of Ray's neck, under his hair. Ray quirks a smile at him, and Bob thinks -- not for the first time -- that Ray is the best looking out of all of them, no matter what the messageboards say.

Bob's phone chimes. He digs it out of his pocket; it's a twitter from Frank.

[secrethappiness]

Glad to hear things are working out with the cousin and that he's working for his free bed by providing heat. I once knew a dude who was studying string theory. He was a weird motherfucker so it's probably best that your cousin cast it aside.

The only thing going on in my neighborhood is trying to stay calm around the family (maybe I should take up smoking) and shopping for a new computer because the current one is throwing me every signal possible that it's trying to die.

A ficlet? Dan/Jepha, based on the picture that Mouse sent. (Or do I want some Brian fic? No, I want Dan/Jepha, I think.)

[belladonnalin]

Or do I want some Brian fic? No, I want Dan/Jepha, I think.
This was exactly the debate I was having with myself, but I ended up at Brian/Jepha.

Good times.

[secrethappiness]

why are our lives so hard, k.? it's a miracle we make it out of bed each day.

[belladonnalin]

I KNOW, right? Having to decide? That stuff is ridiculous.

I AM LATE TO ALL PARTIES.

[sinsense]

I have had this in my commentfic file for aaaages, but honestly couldn't get it finished. Warning: I might suck at writing Jon, as I mostly only know of him through fanfiction and occasional interviews

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[sinsense]

"Hm?" the guy says, and looks up from his book. He looks baffled

[hammerhead22]

Personally, I'm a huge fan of Poe and his twisted sense of reality. As you say, quick and easy.

If you are still in the mood for fanfiction comments, I offer you Bob/Brian and comfort of some variety. Bonus waterside (lake, ocean, river, swimming pool) would be awesome.

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[sinsense]

There's a woman sitting in a woven plastic lawn chair by the entrance to the beach, under a beach umbrella . She's got on a sun visor, a tank top, shorts, and a fanny pack, all of them in the same almost-iridescent pink. She grins at them as they walk up

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[sinsense]

"That too," Brian says. "It's the shore, though, not the beach

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[sinsense]

Bob doesn't really get it until later, though