picked a handful of violets in my name

I bought 30 blank CDs to give my mom some new music, and I have used. Them. All. And I still have stuff I need to burn. *facepalm*

I'm doing well with my writing, at least. And we've been having some good family times, even though Dad has had a fair bit of work. I have a new pair of glasses, and I got new lenses in my old frames.

I think we're going to Rock n Bowl tonight. :D

Links built up over the past few days...

From my friends, friends of friends, and acquaintances:

• fleurdeliser knows we need to keep fighting. The post is also available on LJ.
• thelemic has a few things to say about who he is.
• Is your child someone you raise, or something you own?
• Gender and graduation.

From the wider web:

• A living testament to Dr. Tiller's legacy and the people who continue to provide abortion services.
• Domestic terrorism - hate speech and hate crimes.
• Pink sheep of the family. I'd like to thank my parents for accepting me and my sister - especially Ellie.
• One of the many reasons I'm grateful for my excellent experiences in my major-specific writing courses - I had to do this type of research for one such course, and chose to for the other.
• On rape, fear, and "helpful advice."

Fic recs:

• shoemaster: Rising With the Heat, Frank/Gerard superhero porn. Also available on LJ.
• tuesdaysgone: Purgatorio, Frank/Gerard, written for Bandom Big Bang. "While on leave from the police force, Detective Frank Iero occupies himself with three things: drinking, brawling, and being alone. But when a series of brutal murders calls him back to active duty, he must find a killer while confronting people from his past, including estranged best friend turned businessman Mikey Way, and deal with his unwilling attraction to Mikey's enigmatic older brother Gerard."
• jjtaylor: Gerard Way's (Vampire) Detective Agency, written for Bandom Big Bang. "Pete, in Decaydance Mansion, with a yarrow stake. Frank and Gerard, in the greenhouse, with a plant of questionable origin. Bob, everywhere you look, with a gang of assassins for justice. Vampires, valets, pamphlets, haunted furniture, dub-thrall, disembodied voices, zombie couriers, and sinister rituals."

Also, bandombigbang_feed to keep up with BBB posting if you're reading primarily on Dreamwidth.

Also also, does anyone have a good Trans 101 to recommend? Like, really entry-level stuff, defining terms, etc.

I love my job. :D Just throwing that out there.


( podfic blatherings )


My alarm clock might not be broken after all. *stares at it suspiciously* I'll test it out tomorrow. And speaking of broken stuff, I really hope my mom replaces the CD player in her car before I come home. I want to give her lots of music for her commute! And listen to it with her while we drive to the mall/French Quarter/Magazine Street/grocery store/Elmwood/Taqueria Corona/Five Happiness/assorted delicious New Orleans restaurants.

music for my mom (also taking suggestions lol)
• Leathermouth
• Fall Out Boy (Folie A Deux, since she has their other albums already)
• Thursday
• Patrick Wolf


I am about 4000 words behind on my writing, but I feel pretty okay about it. Because writing is important, but so is having a life where I run into people I know and hang out with friends and leave my apartment. Besides, this weekend is looking quiet, so I can catch up some. And really, what's 4k, in the grand scheme of 410k?

I'm so looking forward to listening to that CFOB mixtape. If anyone reading this hasn't been able to download it, I can upload it.

Everyone and their mother has posted about Gerard's update, but here's the text again, mainly for the benefit of my mother.

( lol overinvested )

There are still no pictures or video of Frank kissing that guy in Texas, which surprises me. I mean, I trust blondiusmaximus and all, but - pics or it didn't happen. Them's the rules of the internet.

Speaking of Leathermouth. September 7th and 9th. Also known as the night before I probably start my new job, and the night before classes start. Made of win/made of fail? (I am still going. Of course.)

May 6th - MCR in Philadelphia
May 7th - MCR in Philadelphia
May 8th - PATD in New York
May 9th - MCR in New York (with Hugh)
May 11th - PATD in Boston

I have somewhere to stay in New York (and obviously in Boston, I live here), but does anyone who will be in Philadelphia for either/both of those shows have spare crashspace? I am tiny, quiet, and definitely willing to pay my share.

ETA: Accommodations found. But friendly person with a car would be helpful, too. I may not be able to leave my stuff at the hotel before that first show.

Originally published at The Love Letter Sessions. You can comment here or there.

Um, I fail at LJ, sorry. I slept and slept and slept when I got back from MCR, and then I saw TAI... in Providence yesterday. So here's my Wednesday and Thursday - Friday, Saturday, and Sunday to follow in a separate post to avoid teal deer.

If you're wondering about the subject line, it's a result of a conversation I had with Kitty and Ness at one in the morning in a cafe in New York City.

I'm sorry I didn't make any phone posts from MCR. For about half the show, I couldn't even reach my cell phone, and then I was sure it would get knocked out of my hands if I tried to do anything.

The basics of this post were originally written in my journal at about 2:30 in a subway station in New York City, as was the cut text.

( I lost my tiara and very nearly my glasses, my feet have moved past agony into the throbbing that means they can't process the pain, I am sweaty and smelly and Frank Iero spit on me. I haven't slept since 6:30 AM Tuesday and I won't sleep for hours and hours yet. I am fucked up. And I am happy. )

• Happy birthday to kisingchaos9 and ladysorka!!!!

• I have completed my take-home midterm for Gender & Society. I think I accidentally went over the time limit, but that's just what happens with me (at least when I manage to focus on something).

• Directly related to the above, I'm stimulated again with regard to that semi-academic bandom thing I said I was going to write. I'll jot down my thoughts over the next few days, try to give it some structure.

• Note to self: "brb, South Station at ass crack of dawn."

• MBTA trip planner hates me. :(

• As a result, I'm going to actually go to South Station at the ass crack of dawn tomorrow, because I need to see what time I can get there by. Then I will go to campus and hang around the library until class. \o/ I am insanely devoted.

• Or perhaps just insane. Even more insane than you're probably thinking. All shall be revealed in due course. *mysterious*

Happy birthday, expastic.

If there weren't so many good things coming my way (remember, shh!!!!), I would be a very sad panda indeed. As it is, I'm just going to sleep ASAP because I have a headache.

More for the Auriel Skippy's list:

13. I will not write band boys into Auriel in any context.

14. No, not even as unnamed background characters.

15. And certain not as things like a major character's roommate or coworker.

16. I am also not allowed to graft bits of their appearances or personalities or life stories onto otherwise original characters, because that way lies madness and eventual violation of 14 and 15.

I am now in possession of one wristband for the signing. *glee* (Pictures of my outfit likely to come later, because it is awesome. I have three sartorial modes: jeans and a t-shirt, wishing I was a pin-up, and generalized anachronism. I default to the first, but I can look really cool if I put some effort into getting dressed in the morning.)

I haven't met blacksambuca and chopsticknoodle face-to-face yet because we were kind of far from each other in line, but we have talked on the phone, and I'll probably meet them later this afternoon.

Today has felt really rushed. chopsticknoodle called me a few minutes before I would have left anyway, telling me to get my ass over there because people were queuing up like mad. So I walked as fast as I could whilst wearing a really long and full skirt and a pair of docs, got fairly lucky with the T, and made it in under half an hour. Something like that will really color the rest of your day unless you make a major conscious effort to avoid it.

I'm now killing time in the library. I didn't bring my laptop to campus today because it weighs a ton and I'll be doing a lot of standing, so I'm using one of the iMacs in the computer lab.

Also, my allergies are freaking the fuck out. I've taken my Singulair and a benadryl and I'm still sniffly and spraying snot every time I sneeze (which is kind of often). Gah. I've still got two benadryl tablets in my purse, along with a few benadryl+decongestant, so I'm definitely going to take more so I don't snot all over everyone in line.

• Happy birthday to sihaya09, hansbekhart, and my LJ. Yes, that's right, today is my third LJversary with this account.

• My left ear is occasionally kind of sore and/or itchy. I think it's just being pissy, and the piercing is actually fine. *crosses fingers, spritzes with saline*

( Is it can be fic rec tiemz nao? )


And now, sleep.