omg, nighttimerains told me about this band called The New Cities. OK, guys, they are amazing. They're kind of like synth-rock. I'm bad with genres here but I kind of love all the songs on their myspace. I'm actually tempted to sign into myspace again (after how many months?) just so I can add them.

It's also providing a good diversion from the train wreck that is the former Panic at the Disco. (I'm not saying the current, because the current seems to be doing okay atm).

Mom said I needed a life today. I think maybe she's right. Operation Make Real Life Friends has thusly started. Anyone want to give me tips? Because I suck at this. No one ever likes me.

Anyway, more puffs. That is the last batch for a while. I'm working on a story, and then I'm heading to good old SK for a family reunion. I'm working every day between now and then so it's going to be hella hectic.

International Fest happens at work tomorrow. I met the guy running it during the Canada Day festival and he said he wasn't letting anyone in who wasn't on the list. Um, ok. If he doesn't actually want his garbage dealt with and the bathrooms cleaned, then that's fine. I'll just wait outside the gates for eight hours and get paid for laughing at his sorry ass when the park is destroyed and I'm not there to fix it.

But I made things! At my graphics journal. To make me feel better. And you know what? I don't even care about my grammar right now. So there. ha, although, them breaking up (sorry, splitting up, as if that's any better)has given me an ending for a fic I was contemplating. Thank you Ryan and Jon. Apparently you're good for something. oooh, that was harsh. HARSH!

Anyway, puffs over at my graphics journal

(One can always tell how upset I am by my Westlife playlist. I've had it on repeat all day. I think I'm pretty upset, lol! At least they're not breaking up. They make my heart feel better)

I hate when things I like fall apart. On the bright side, Dad got me Dairy Queen and some guy tried to scam my credit card number out of me over the phone. Pft. As if. Whatever, going to bed to put an end to this wasted evening.

I came home from work today to find out Panic at the Disco had broken up. Well, not really, but Ryan and Jon were leaving to do a project together? that's what it sounds like. So, like, the band is splitting in half. And not quite the halves I would have figured but whatever, right?

I feel like a total bitch (and I've been thinking this forever), but I have a feeling I'll like Panic more now that it's just Brendon and Spencer (what are they going to do about guitar and bass, etc, I wonder?). Of Pretty. Odd, my two favourite songs are the ones Brendon wrote.

So, anyway, I'm kind of stunned off my ass because this is sad news, guys. Very sad news indeed. But it's also exciting because now I get to see what Brendon can do without Ryan's influence, and we'll get another project out of Ryan and Jon.

For the record, I don't give a flying f*ck if they're not a band anymore. I'm totally still submitting my rpf bigbang foursome anyway. In my head, Ryan and Jon will always be Panic, no matter how much they protest. *full on pouty face*

OMG, I just wrote the last chapter of my rpf big bang. I need to do the epilogue (which will be about 200 words), but other than that I AM FINISHED

\O/

final word count? 68,764
days since I started? June 5. Omg, the irony!

K, going to bed now. :D

I got caught up on my f-list, I think. It took for-freaking-ever.

Also, my next door neighbour is, like, Patrick Stump's slightly taller, slightly thinner twin. Have I mentioned this lately? I've seen him outside more in the past twenty-four hours than I have since he moved in last summer. But yes, Patrick Stump look-a-like. Too bad he's got a girlfriend or I'd so be all over that. *wonders if he can sing too, if he's all just pretty face*

( weird dreams are weird )

So I'm going to catch up on everyone tomorrow. After work. Canada Day week is over, and my easy stretch of my schedule is coming up, so yay! Free time.

My next door neighbour looks very much like Patrick Stump, complete with the hats. Except he's not short and and not round.

I had an unfortunate incident with my stove, the broiler, and the cookies I was baking. They look a little mangled, but they taste all right.

( comm/mod ranting. Feel free to ignore )

Anyway, going to bed because I have to be up at 6:00 tomorrow morning. I'll hit up my f-list when I get home. Hopefully get around to everyone's journals. I feel very out of the loop.

OMG, BEST MINDF*CK EVER. I DIDN'T EVEN SEE THEM. IT'S LIKE WHERE'S WALDO, BUT WITH A SLASHY, HAPPY TWIST. OMG!!!!!! SPENCER, WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING????
CLICK HERE, CLICK HERE!

( de-friending amnesty and new friends )

Also, apparently my home city won the whole Kiss competition thing. The demand it tour thing they've been running? Wow, we must have some pretty freaking hard core Kiss fans to beat out the like of Toronto and New York. WTF? lol.

Stats:
Total Word Count: 60,700
Previous Word Count: 42,000
Chapters Completed: 11 + prologue + interlude
Completion Status: ~90%

Also, useless girl that works with me was super useless during the HUGE Canada Festival on Wednesday. I think she's going to be in trouble when the boss finally gets a chance. I hope something comes of it, because I'm so tired of cleaning up after her.

OMG, I POSTED MY BIG BANG. I'M FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW.

what if no one reads it?
what if no one likes it?
what if everyone thinks it's cliched and overdone?
what if it is cliched and overdone?

OMG OMG OMG

Okay, freak aside, you can read it HERE
(art is HERE. Everyone go check it out. It's AMAZING!)

On another big bang note, my rpf big bang will most likely reach 60,000 words today. Wow. How did that happen?

So, Toronto PRIDE this weekend. Leaving tomorrow right after work to meet best friend. Not taking my computer with me. Will be back on Sunday night.

:DDDDDDDDDDDD

*finishes packing*

First of all THIS

Does someone actually wake up in the morning and think "I want to be a scene kid. I wonder how I can achieve that fantastically mature look"? Because, omg, I laughed my ass off at this article. Now I kind of want to be a scene kid because the things they do are ridiculous and endearing.

Now that's out of the way, it's was a billion and two degrees today (32C/90F, but feels like 35C/95F). Yeah I'm a total heat wimp, but I live on Lake Ontario and weather that is not between 10 and 22 degrees is too extreme for me. Please take it away. *Cowers*

Also, went shopping. Spent probably my entire life's saving plus some. The bonus to having no money left is that I have awesome clothes plus a few essentials (new watch battery, backup battery/power surge protection, shaving paraphernalia. Yeah. It's cool and you know it).

So these are the spoils of my raid on the mall. :DDDD

( This from D-tox )

( This from West 49 )

( AND SHOES!!!!!!!! )

My RPF big bang sits at 54k words right now. I don't know guys. I just don't know.

This meme is going around, and I somehow (Weirdly) did not even see it until now. So I'm taking a break from beating down my writer's block to post this.

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

I don't want to name names in case I forget someone, but you all know who you are. I love you and am so glad you're in my life. I met willow_fae_20, one of my very best friends in the world, on here. I can't even imagine life without her now.

(Heather, why didn't lj alert me when you posted this? LJ=fail lately)

"Emo music isn’t annoying at all, only to those idiots who are racist and have no open minds"

This, I don't get this. How does emo music have anything to do with racism? *is confused*

That being said, I need to go to bed because I am exhausted. Been writing a lot. Will try to catch up on everyone tomorrow. :)

(also, I get paid in about two hours. *flail* Can pay my parents back finally, pay tuition soon, and then maybe have some left over for fun stuff.)

Stats:
Total Word Count: 42,000
Previous Word Count: 31,000
Chapters Completed: 7 + prologue + interlude + random critical!scene
Completion Status: ~60%

Yes, that is all.

(also, I'll have everyone know that my longest story ever before this was 42,000 words long. This is therefore the longest thing I've ever written. OMG.)

my face is frozen up to my eyeballs. No literally. The right side of my face is numb up to my bottom eyelashes. This sucks.

I don't really have anything to report. I heard back from my Merlin Big Bang beta, so now I have to get to work fixing that up. That will be my second submitted bigbang this year. I'm kind of plugging away at my RPF big bang. I'm a little stuck, but I'll get unstuck so it's not a big deal, I guess.

Stats:
Total Word Count: 31,000
Previous Word Count: 23,400
Chapters Completed: 5 1/2 + prologue + interlude
Completion Status: ~45%

( memeage )

My mom works as an educational assistant in the associated class (I think that's what she calls it) at one of the local high schools. In essence, she helps out with students who have special needs - autistic, or Downs syndrome, etc. I went in to visit the class today.

A whole bunch of the students wanted to come meet me at the door. Little Sammy signed me at the office. She's just the sweetest little thing ever. She sat right beside me the whole time and gave me a hug good bye.

One of the boys, Ben, was talking about how he calls his friend Zach, and how he wishes Zach was a girl - something about liking blonde girls - and Zach gets this adorable confused look on his face and asks, "Are we gay?"

Toward the end of my visit, some of the students came back from art class. Jack showed me his picture - Gerard Way (and it was really good). He's a movie buff, and tv, and music, and video games, so I asked him if he had any recommendations. He went down the list of all his four interests. When I asked him about his favourite music he got all happy and points at his picture. "This guy!"

I met one guy who told me he played hockey and his position was Pittsburgh.

They're adorable. I know some insensitive people make fun of them, and I know some people are uncomfortable around people with special needs, but they're just people - beautiful, amazing people. I might have missed my mark in life with web development. Maybe I should do what my mom's doing instead.

I have to tell people about my dream because it was just too ridiculous.

First, I was going to stay at my brother's condo in Toronto, but he left before I got off the bus (bus? really?) and I didn't have a key. So I watched the bachelor party going on in the park (they were playing some sort of party circle game with a pink beach ball) and was jealous while I thought of how to get into his condo. Then I had a great idea. I'd just apparate. Yes, I totally did.

Except Jensen and Jared said I was "crazy!" and that I couldn't "do it right here!" because people could see and it would blow our cover as stealthy wizards or whatever the f***. So we went to some abandoned warehouse to do it. Except once we got there, we went downstairs into this beautiful condo - not my brother's - and...

...I was suddenly Brendon Urie (I am not making this up, I swear), and Ryan Ross was PISSED because I was marrying a woman. Because I was gay. OMG, wtf brain? So I (Brendon) told Ryan that I loved her, just not, like, romance love, and that she knew that.


Hello brain. What brand of crazy are you serving today?

Why do I have so many plot bunnies in my head right now? I'm working on this epic EPIC story for my rpf big bang. It's already over the minimum

( Big Bang stats )

I already have the Hall to finish, and now I want to write one that is summarized by this line: "The one in which they are all space cadets" It would be Pilot!Brendon, Tactical!Ryan, Engineer!Jon and Nurse/Noob!Spencer. It might be filled with hilarity, if I ever get it written.

Dad took me to see Star Trek again last night. OMG, I had to contain the flails this time, too. There was so much epic glee. I cannot get over how much young!Spock looks like Leonard Nimoy. When he was flying the ship, I kept thinking it was Nimoy. OMG.

( work stuff and my guilty conscience )

You totally don't have to watch the whole thing, but you need to watch from 7:50 to 7:57. Because not only does Spencer hit himself in the face, Ryan LAUGHS at him, and SPENCER smiles the most beautiful smile in THE WORLD. And it's possible that I'm ridiculously in love with that smile.