Aug. 21st, 2008

drunktuesdays: ([FOB] we're going to fuck city!)
My mechanic FINALLY gave my car back after keeping it since Tuesday. God, I did an impressive amount of damage to poor Esteban on the last trip down the coast, and so I expected some tragic number, but good gosh was I not expecting $398 worth of tragedy. ;______; It's fine though, my mom picked up most of it, and said "Now the Philly trip was partly a birthday present from me," since my birthday is Monday, and she hadn't actually gotten me anything yet. I know where I got my procrastination streak from. &mommy;

Tonight I went to dinner with BFFL, for she moves back to Rhode Island for school Saturday. We were supposed to do dinner tomorrow night, but I uh...needed to reschedule again. Goddamn you Pete Wentz, why can't you premiere new songs at times not inconvienent to me? Anyways, we went to a trashy diner, and threw straw wrappers at each other, and drove down route eight, and talked about growing up. Man, I love the internet quite a bit, but I have to keep in mind how much I need people around who can look me in the actual face. bbs, why don't you all live a little closer? ;_____;

I talked about this with [profile] warmingweather , but I really really really want fic where Johnson hits that wall of touring where he doesn't have any tolerance with his band anymore. Singer and Marshall won't stop bickering, Cash keeps harping on styrofoam or some shit, and Ian is always fucking around with his damn guitar. And finally he yells from faceplanted across the shitty hotel bed, "I wish you fuckers would seriously just shut up for once." And they all stop, and look at him like he's such a jerk, and fuck if he doesn't even care, just snuggles into his hoodie, curls into fetal, and falls blessedly asleep.

Then he wakes up, and his wish came true and it's honestly fantastic because no one can talk ALL MORNING, until they get to the venue, and he realizes this means he has to talk to Buzznet instead of Cash and Singer, and he has to run interference with fans for Ian, and fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck he has to stage banter.

I don't even know what pairing it would go, but i just want magical realism, Cab fandom. ;___________;

[profile] rain_dances wants me to Andy picspam, and I can't decide whether to or not. Mostly because I don't know that [profile] strobelighted  will forgive me :(

gip gip gip! yaaaaaay [profile] vivificare !

drunktuesdays: ([FOB] we're going to fuck city!)
My mechanic FINALLY gave my car back after keeping it since Tuesday. God, I did an impressive amount of damage to poor Esteban on the last trip down the coast, and so I expected some tragic number, but good gosh was I not expecting $398 worth of tragedy. ;______; It's fine though, my mom picked up most of it, and said "Now the Philly trip was partly a birthday present from me," since my birthday is Monday, and she hadn't actually gotten me anything yet. I know where I got my procrastination streak from. &mommy;

Tonight I went to dinner with BFFL, for she moves back to Rhode Island for school Saturday. We were supposed to do dinner tomorrow night, but I uh...needed to reschedule again. Goddamn you Pete Wentz, why can't you premiere new songs at times not inconvienent to me? Anyways, we went to a trashy diner, and threw straw wrappers at each other, and drove down route eight, and talked about growing up. Man, I love the internet quite a bit, but I have to keep in mind how much I need people around who can look me in the actual face. bbs, why don't you all live a little closer? ;_____;

I talked about this with [profile] warmingweather , but I really really really want fic where Johnson hits that wall of touring where he doesn't have any tolerance with his band anymore. Singer and Marshall won't stop bickering, Cash keeps harping on styrofoam or some shit, and Ian is always fucking around with his damn guitar. And finally he yells from faceplanted across the shitty hotel bed, "I wish you fuckers would seriously just shut up for once." And they all stop, and look at him like he's such a jerk, and fuck if he doesn't even care, just snuggles into his hoodie, curls into fetal, and falls blessedly asleep.

Then he wakes up, and his wish came true and it's honestly fantastic because no one can talk ALL MORNING, until they get to the venue, and he realizes this means he has to talk to Buzznet instead of Cash and Singer, and he has to run interference with fans for Ian, and fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck he has to stage banter.

I don't even know what pairing it would go, but i just want magical realism, Cab fandom. ;___________;

[profile] rain_dances wants me to Andy picspam, and I can't decide whether to or not. Mostly because I don't know that [profile] strobelighted  will forgive me :(

gip gip gip! yaaaaaay [profile] vivificare !

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