mcr group sex is the highlight of my day

1. Ellen Page got her Oscar nod, yay.

2. The pint of Ben & Jerry's I had in the freezer is gone. I'm pretty sure accident rather than theft, but still. Housemates grrrr.

3. Still sick. Missing classes I really shouldn't miss.

4. I think I actually did this meme relatively recently, but ... I'm needy.

One little compliment can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. And once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind how great you are.

If I clean it up, it's not really a sentence.

( stolen from jezrana )

Bob Motherfucking Bryar, ladies and gentlemen. How is that so hot? How is he so hot? Jesus fuck. I have had the tab open with this picture for a while now, and I'm still stuck on speechless flailing.

I told ficbyzee a few minutes ago that my plans for dealing with my gross and cranky sick mood today involved ice cream and wanting to write porn. Those plans have changed. Now my goals are to get ice cream and write porn ABOUT BOB BRYAR. Possibly involving hair-tugging. Uh, yes.

BOB BRYAR. ♥__♥

enough ain't the test (bob/brian/gerard, 2500 words)

Because "I want to see if I can make it work" and "It would be hot" are both very very good reasons to write something, I think. ficbyzee said I should do it! So there.

enough ain't the test
by Pearl-o

Bob/Brian/Gerard. 2500 words. NC-17. Not true at all.

"Gerard," Brian said slowly, "is a very complicated guy."

( enough ain't the test )