i only got three and a half hours of sleep, so you can blame the sap on that if you want

October 10th, 2007: the day I pinged ficbyzee on AIM and said "So hey. Tell me more about this MCR thing."

I had been familiar with bandom in a general sense and pro-Pete Wentz since Zee got into in February, but that is truly the day I fell.

Six months of awesome, bbs. My friends list makes me laugh every day, the faces of these dudes and chicks makes me squeak like a crazy person, I've written more fic than I had in ages, amazing fic for me to READ keeps coming every day, I've seen Cobra Starship and My Chemical Romance both put on absolutely fucking amazing live shows***, and I met Gerard Way.

I am still stupid infatuated and I hope it continues this way for a long, long time.

&BANDOM;

&YOU GUYS;

&THEM;

&EVERYTHING;

I am totally not drunk, but it sounds like I might as well be, doesn't it? I find the icon appropriate. Thanks, Vicky-T.

***Before the Cobra show in February, I had trufax not been to a concert in more than five years. Now I have done two in just over two months and all I can think is "BUT WHEN WILL I SEE THE CAB AGAIN? COME TO POOOOOOOOORTLAND."

call it love rocket (bob/frank hs au)

Okay, so! sinsense wrote me girl!Bert/Gerard the other day, and I offered to write her something in return. When I asked her about her preferences something came up about "Frank/Bob high school AU." This turned out significantly more ridiculous than I was planning, I have to admit. I don't even know.

I hope you like it, darling! ♥

Call It Love Rocket
by Pearl-o

Frank/Bob. ~1800 words. PG. Same universe as Deep in the Belly of a Whale and you're so lucky i'm around, about a year later.

Frank grinned. "Bob Bryar doesn't know it yet, but he's taking me to the junior prom."

( Call It Love Rocket )