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lierdumoaSo braindead.
I visited the parents this past weekend. It was a nice, mellow two day visit. I spent both train rides listening to a lot of Fall Out Boy on my headphones.
I got home around 7:30, was chatting w/![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
natilathehun on AIM when I suddenly became ridiculously stir crazy. We continued our conversation on the phone. She educated me on a lot of Wentz canon history and then told me beautiful Pete/Patrick stories that she's planning on writing while I walked (with occasional bouts of jogging and skipping) around town for three hours until finally my legs got tired, at which point I went back to my apartment and collapsed into bed—
—where I continued listening tonatilathehun tell me beautiful stories until 3:30 in the morning (5:30 for her). She had work today. I should be sorry for keeping her up. But I'm so, so not sorry at all.
I went to bed, woke up six hours later with the worst headache of ever, took some Tylenol (I kind of hate taking drugs for anything), washed twelve bajillion dishes (that were all mine, because I'm disgusting like that and let dirty dishes pile up in my room) did a mild tidying that included making my bed, which has not been made in roughly three months and metgoluxexmachina for lunch.
Oh, what else.
I figured out how I'm ending the Patrick/Maja fic. Now I just have to write the thing. I'm thinking 2500-3000 words by the time it's done. Don't quote me on that.
Thanks tonatilathehun I now know enough canon backstory to start writing another scene in my vampire!Pete fic.
In other news:
Avril took her clothes off for Blender. This was basically the highlight of my week, somewhat dimmed by the fact that I saw said magazine whilst shopping for DVD's at blockbuster w/ my father, hence could not actually purchase it. Yes, I would have paid money for that. No, I am not being facetious. Hell yeah, she's the motherfuckin' princess.
I'm going to go nap now.
I still haven't seen Heroes.
I visited the parents this past weekend. It was a nice, mellow two day visit. I spent both train rides listening to a lot of Fall Out Boy on my headphones.
I got home around 7:30, was chatting w/
natilathehun on AIM when I suddenly became ridiculously stir crazy. We continued our conversation on the phone. She educated me on a lot of Wentz canon history and then told me beautiful Pete/Patrick stories that she's planning on writing while I walked (with occasional bouts of jogging and skipping) around town for three hours until finally my legs got tired, at which point I went back to my apartment and collapsed into bed——where I continued listening to
natilathehun tell me beautiful stories until 3:30 in the morning (5:30 for her). She had work today. I should be sorry for keeping her up. But I'm so, so not sorry at all.I went to bed, woke up six hours later with the worst headache of ever, took some Tylenol (I kind of hate taking drugs for anything), washed twelve bajillion dishes (that were all mine, because I'm disgusting like that and let dirty dishes pile up in my room) did a mild tidying that included making my bed, which has not been made in roughly three months and met
goluxexmachina for lunch.Oh, what else.
I figured out how I'm ending the Patrick/Maja fic. Now I just have to write the thing. I'm thinking 2500-3000 words by the time it's done. Don't quote me on that.
Thanks to
natilathehun I now know enough canon backstory to start writing another scene in my vampire!Pete fic.In other news:
Avril took her clothes off for Blender. This was basically the highlight of my week, somewhat dimmed by the fact that I saw said magazine whilst shopping for DVD's at blockbuster w/ my father, hence could not actually purchase it. Yes, I would have paid money for that. No, I am not being facetious. Hell yeah, she's the motherfuckin' princess.
I'm going to go nap now.
I still haven't seen Heroes.
