Whee

I stabbed my toe on a brick this morning. No, not stubbed. Stabbed. There's a little gouged out bleeding hole at the crease where big toe meets foot. Do not ask.


So I have some extra money this month. I'm not sure how that happened, but enough extra money that I can waste some on clothes without going broke.

Victoria's Secret has an online sale (through Thursday) for people who get the e-mail newsletter. 25% off any single item. I ordered myself a frilly pink dress.

FRILLY. PINK. I'm kind of in love with it.

( Look! See! )

Understand that the last time I owned a dress? I was seventeen and going to prom with a crazy Romanian communist. Not that that's relevant. We were friends in high school. Sort of. And everyone in my friend group ended up picking prom dates in much the same way that you pick names out of a hat in a Secret Santa. Minus the hat.


Fannishly:

I'm about 5000 words into the vampire!Pete fic. I'm not quite sure how that happened. There're about 2000 words in there I don't remember writing at all. Yay progress!

I went through all of my collected Fall Out Boy image downloads picking out ones I might use for the Pete/Patrick vid I'm working on. They're now filed according to lyric.


Random:

Hilarious post linked on metaquotes: here
Disturbing thing fashes linked me for whatever reason: here
The Best Thing Ever: here