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Tuesday, June 30th, 2009
1:37 am	Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance - a fanmix by nimmy ( Ever Fallen in Love ) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
1:32 am	Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance - Fanart by poseys_demise ( Gorgeous ) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
1:09 am	Master Post: Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance Band(s): MCR, The Used Pairing(s):Bob/Brian Word Count: 30,000 Rating: NC-17 Warnings: Early MCR, so a lot of alcohol and a few moments that had the potential to go badly but didn’t. Also, The Used are probably very OOC - Bert just showed up and wouldn't leave, I don't even know. Summary: In which Bob Bryar’s Operation: Ease Brian Into A Relationship Without Him Noticing almost turns into a 5-year plan. Or, Brian Schechter, Super Manager is an oblivious failboat in his personal life. Author's Notes: A million thank yous to nafs, the most amazing and patient cheerleader and beta in the world. Without her, this story would not exist, and I would be in a padded cell somewhere, mumbling about my fear of endings. Also thank you to thesamefire for beta duties and assuring me that yes, I should keep going, and thejumpcut, the other half of my brain, for listening to me bitch for months on end, and swooping in to save me when my shenanigans were broken. Thanks to the mods for their incredible hard work putting this challenge together, to poseys_demise for her fantastic artwork, and to violent_helena and nimmy for their unbelievable mixes, which everyone should download immediately. I am so, so lucky to have been spoiled this way, thank you all so much! Title from Wild Eyed Boy by Birds of Tokyo, inspired by nimmy's mix. Part One Part Two Part Three Bonus Tracks/Enhanced Content Fanart: ["Nightcup"] by poseys_demise Fanmixes: ['Ever Fallen in Love'] by nimmy ['Fanmix'] by violent_helena (2 Comments |Comment on this)
12:52 am	Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance - fanmix by violent_helena ( Fanmix ) (Comment on this)
12:12 am	Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance 3/3 Master Post Part One Part Two Part Three ( Look, I’m sorry, but you have to tell them. Now. ) (26 Comments |Comment on this)
12:06 am	Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance 2/3 Master Post Part One Part Two Part Three ( When Bob gets the call asking if he’ll go on the road with both My Chem and The Used, he is the picture of restraint. ) (Comment on this)
12:02 am	Send Me An I.O.U., I’ll Send You Another Chance 1/3 Master Post Part One Part Two Part Three ( Brian’s initial impression of Bob when he starts touring with The Used is that he is competent, quiet and hot. ) (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 24th, 2009
9:18 pm	Big Bang DNW So I've been working on my Big Bang, and I just discovered an entire section that I didn't even know was in the fic. That's right. I DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER THAT IT WAS PART OF THE FIC. AND I WROTE IT. NOT THAT LONG AGO, EITHER. Sweet Jesus. I'm still trying to write the damn thing. The first half is more or less coherently strung together (only one tiny <insert porn here> cop out sequence, yay!). Tragically, 2005 is still AWOL, I have no idea how I was planning to get them back together when I broke them up by mistake that time, I may have accidentally turned Bob into a girl (in the pining-angsting-cutting-Brian-too-much-slack way, not the more literal crack fic way) and Brian's kind of a jerk. Fun: I'm not having it. Also, editing process is going to be FIERCE. In the has-claws-and-fangs way. Anyone interested in being a beta? *bats eyelashes at the internets* In brighter news, I am quite attached to parts of it, so there might be hope for the finished product. Maybe. *meep* Still, next time I get all optimistic-crazyface about shit like this? Please somebody just thwap me with a blunt object and take away my laptop. Please. (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, May 1st, 2009
5:09 am	Mid-Size Bang Graduates to Big Bang! AHAHAHAHAHA IT IS SUBMITTED! It's not good, but it's done! I don't even know what timezone I'm taking advantage of, but it's still before midnight SOMEWHERE, WOOHOO! I'm so happy I could dance! Except I am also slightly delirious, and would likely injure myself. Editing process is going to be FIERCE, since there are a rather embarrassing number of sections that start with shit like "LA LA LA 2005 got lost in the mail" and the like, but still. I made it before the deadline despite the tour hangover and the wedding shower of nightmares that is currently ruining my life, so I'm gonna take the win. Now I need to sleep so I can get up tomorrow and go shop for confetti and doilies (yes, really. shut up) and bake for a million hours. Good times. And yes, I did finally get it together and write the ending. :P *collapses into bed with relief* (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 23rd, 2009
9:44 pm	Mid-Sized Bang Good News: I just cleared 13,000 words of my Big Bang fic, yay!  Also, I have managed to avoid the temptation to wail about it in my journal until now. Bad News: I'm still not convinced that said fic is going to have an actual plot. Or an ending. Or be finished by April 1, which is getting uncomfortably close. Also, I tried to have my pairing discuss a roadblock in their relationship, and they broke up on me instead. I DID NOT AUTHORIZE THIS! And now I have to fix it. Curses. Anyone have any idea why I thought this was a good idea? You'd think I would have learned my lesson last year, especially since I'M WORKING ON THE SAME DAMN FIC. Ugh. Thank God nafs  and thejumpcut  are patient people who don't judge me, and are excellent at petting me and making soothing noises when I turn into a RAGING CRAZY PERSON. I heard a rumor that this Big Bang thing was supposed to be fun. SCANDALOUS FALSEHOOD. *ahem* Or I'm a lunatic, one or the other. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 25th, 2009
4:39 pm	I'm baaaaack. For now, at least. Hello Internets! Contrary to my record of LJ activity, I have not in fact vanished from the earth, just fallen back into my unfortunate lurker habits. Whoops. ( 5 Things Meme ) From nafs - out of order, because some were more stressful than others *g* 1. Patrick When thejumpcut and I first got into Bandom, we spent rather a lot of time being very, very confused because neither of us could figure out what Patrick actually looked like. We worked out later that a lot of it was because we were seeing a whole bunch of pictures out of chronological order, and between the hats and the glasses and the contrast between the normal grown-up model and kitten-faced jailbait!Patrick... Yeah. Confusing. Also, and this is hardly a ground-breaking revelation, but his voice makes me lose my mind - the first time I heard his cover of "So Sick", I stopped dead and teared up in the middle of Indigo. And if I met him in some context other than a Meet & Greet scenario, I would be more likely to ask him out for milkshakes than try to sleep with him - not that that wouldn't be fun too. *g* 2. Condos I spent something depressing like 7 years working in real estate, and I know pretty much everything there is to know about selling and building condos, yet I'm still about as far from able to actually invest in property as its possible to be. Dammit. As much as I love the big old creaky house I live in, the thought of moving into a condo where I know exactly what to expect, and there are no shady contractors doing shit like DRILLING THROUGH MY BEDROOM WALLS is really, really appealing right now. (There was a bathroom reno. It didn't go very well. Don't ask unless you want me to rant like a crazy person.) 3. Ridiculous The following written exchange that occurred on the table inside the front door of my house where we keep our mail. It started with a Pizza Pizza receipt with the client name "Doctor Awesome" thejumpcut  circles the name and responds "TWO POINTS!" Boy roomie #2 - "Does Dr. Awesome prescribe awesomeness supplements?" Boy roomie #1 (aka Dr. Awesome) - "All of the good Doctor's prescriptions are AWESOME! Some come with Bacon flavour." thejumpcut  - "Two grams of bacon-flavored awesome STAT!" So you can see why, when someone says ridiculous, I think "what about my household?" 4. Shenanigans The name of one of my favourite local bands, who are tragically less local now that they are in the process of moving to Austin to further their music career. I've seen a lot of shitty rock bands, but these guys are the real deal. Also, the first time I ever saw their lead singer, I had no idea who he was, but he was so cute I did an actual double-take in the middle of the bar. I had such a debilitating crush on him, I could barely construct a sentence around him for about 6 months, even after I became aware that talented though he may be, he's also one of the ditziest dudes I've ever run across. 5. Manager Kitten herding. Babysitting. Fielding phonecalls about stupid shit in the middle of the night, dealing with promoters who are drunk old dudes but write like they've never seen a keyboard before / english is their seventeenth language / are teenage girls. Also, lately I associate the concept with being in way over my head. My whole game plan was to start out as a tour manager because a) it sounds like the most fun job ever, b) I'm good at it, and c) I would make contacts and learn all about the business so that when I was ready to become an artist manager, I would know what I was doing, as much as any manager ever does. Boy did the universe laugh in the face of THAT plan. Now I'm booking shows, and tours, I'm managing one band and psuedo-managing at least one other, I'm selling merch, I'm writing bios and trying to set up showcases and God knows what else, but am I having any luck actually doing the job that I'm qualified to do? AHAHAHAHA. Not so much. In other words, everything is backwards. Yo Brian! Call me! /angst (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, October 4th, 2008
3:51 pm	Remember how, even though I'm usually quite shameless, I used to have all those lines and standards about things I would not do at work? Like, check LJ or read fic of any description? Yeah, I'm at work reading NC-17 GSF. What the hell happened to me, anyway? I was also rocking out to the Jonas Brothers earlier, but that's a different sort of worrying, I suppose. In other news, still have the plague. BLEH. By 11:00 last night, I hadn't moved from my nest in a million hours, boy!roommate v. 2.0 was at work, and thejumpcut and boy!roommate v. 1.0 were both passed the hell out. We are a HOUSE FULL OF PARTY this weekend, yo. I was so pathetic, v. 1.0 managed to have a whole conversation about the vaporub he forced me to use without saying ANYTHING skeazy at all. Nothing. He finally cracked and said "I just want you to notice, I didn't  offer to rub it on your chest. Not even once," but it's not like I couldn't actually FEEL him trying to restrain himself, so I figure he still gets points for that. Heh. Boys are jerks, but at least some of them are entertaining. Nuit Blanche tonight. Was looking forward to Zombies in Condoland, but I fear that leaving the house again might not be in the cards. GRRR STUPID COLD (Comment on this)
Monday, September 15th, 2008
1:44 am	EEK! Have finally gotten caught up with Season 3 of Supernatural (hi Dean! Call me!) in preparation for the new episode Thursday. Now that I'm all up to date and I don't have to worry about spoilers, I've been binge-reading fic from this year's Big Bang, and I just read an author's note that STOPPED ME DEAD IN MY TRACKS. I'm pretty sure I actually meeped out loud. Also, got off my ass to post, which - whoops. Haven't been doing so well with that lately. The warning in question: [Betas] for their cheerleading, nitpicking, and all-around brilliance, and for putting up with my total spazziness about this fic;  and to my mom for reading the final draft, even if she skipped the porny bits. AAAAAAAAAAAAACK! This story is rated NC17, yo! And it's RPS! Big Bang length! In a fandom that brings the incest like few others! Like, I know that my family is all waspy and we don't tell each other this kind of personal shit, but sweet Jesus and little fishes, that to me seems a little bit freaky. BETA APPROVED BY MOM? REALLY? ETA: OMG I started reading it, and not only are the boys underage, but it's basically PURE PORN. Whatever mom read, it must have been pretty short, srsly. I mean, all power to this chick and her mom if it works for them, but even the concept sort of fills me with dread. The only conversation I've ever had about fanfic with a parent came about as a result of that trilogy of novels based on Pride and Prejudice that I lent my dad (it's his favourite book ever. My mom, on the other hand, would rather stab herself in the eyeball that read Jane Austen or the like. Weirdos). Anyway, I lent my dad the books, he read and enjoyed them and I think there's an author interview in the back of one of them that mentions the big P&P fic comm or whatever, which led him to bring it up in conversation. I basically confirmed that yes, it is a thing, and a thing with which I am *ahem* somewhat vaguely familiar, and that it primarily resides on the internet rather than being published because of copyright issues. As soon as we got into the why of it, however, I gave him the glossy wikipedia-type summary and then was all "CHEQUE PLEASE!" I realize that my reluctance/refusal to talk to the parents about hobbies that take up quite a bit of my time is probably unhealthy . Also it leads me to do things like invite them to come see the band tomorrow night ( thejumpcut looked at me like I was deeply crazy, and I fear that I might be), but I'm pretty sure they don't want to know about my porn habits any more than I want them to know, y'know? Yikes. </lj> (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 2nd, 2008
4:16 pm	TAI FTW! So I'm at work and shouldn't be on lj at all, much less posting, and also there is no way in hell I can even begin to compose any sort of coherent expression of all the stuff I've been planning to post about and haven't lately because my brain right now probably looks like the result of drunk monkeys fingerpainting, with a side order of incredibly self-indulgent angst and woe. But with that said, I just had to pop by to say: HOW FUCKING AWESOME is the new Academy song "About A Girl"?   I have this weird mental block about TAI where I always think I don't want to listen to them, except that once the music is actually on I'm all OH HELL YEAH I LOVE THESE GUYS, WHY DO I ALWAYS FORGET THAT? I suspect this new album might be what gets me over this ridiculousness, because I have listened to "About A Girl" approximately a bazillion times today and even though I suspect it might be kind of totally annoying, I DON'T CARE, I LOVE IT LOTS AND LOTS AND IT IS MAKING MY LIFE BETTER JUST BY EXISTING RIGHT NOW. And the fact that the very first time I ever heard it was when they played it at Warped? Icing on the awesomecake. *makes heart-eyes at TAI* /extreme randomness (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 6th, 2008
7:33 pm	I <3 You, Gabe Saporta ...even though your lurker tendencies and google-fu make me nervous. From his interview with Out magazine, here. "When I was growing up the acceptable homosexual ambiguity was girls making out with each other. And now kids are writing fanfiction about guys making out with each other -- that's pretty hot, that's sweet. Guys making out with each other was never considered cool or hot." "Making out", eh? That's cute. In other news, there's an article about the recording of Pretty. Odd. here. It was a touch geeky even for me, but definitely an interesting read. So, so glad that bandom had some interesting cookies to keep me entertained today. I was rudely interrupted from THE MOST AWESOME DREAM TO EVER BE AWESOME in which I was making out with Spencer Smith (mmmm....) and Brendon/Ryan shenanigans seemed imminent, to discover that I somehow managed to set my alarm for the time I would have to leave for work, rather than when I needed to get up. As a matter of fact yes, I did go to bed drunk again, why do you ask? I was also sleeping on the wrong side of the bed, so I started the day both bereft and confused, then had a FRIGID shower and had to really bust a move to get to work "on time". At which point, there was nothing to do (as usual), and the absolutepunk.net servers were down most of the day, so I had to do my standard weekly geeking in less than half the time. Grrr. So rather than sitting at home in my nest being cranky, I decided to spam y'all. Wasn't that sweet? (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 29th, 2008
12:16 pm	Happy Pride everybody!  (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, June 7th, 2008
12:07 am	There is a situation in which socks and flip-flops are awesome. No rly. Because her brain is a fantastic, amazing, ridiculous place,  thejumpcut had a dream last night that I totally found True Love with Bob Bryar. And how did she know it was true love, you ask? Because we were "so cute it made [her] want to vomit" as we modeled our matching footwear - striped kneesocks and flip-flops. That's right, MATCHING STRIPED KNEESOCKS AND FLIP-FLOPS. Please to be praying for me that this comes true. I'm not generally in favour of socks with flip-flops, especially knowing what their existence does to Patrick's sex drive, but in conjunction with Bob Bryar? HILARIOUS AND AWESOME, YO! I can haz Bob? *bats eyelashes at the universe* Current Mood: Entertained (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, May 9th, 2008
6:35 pm	Dear Flist: I need to know how to give a story an actual plot, fastest possible method. As a matter of fact, my Big Bang fic is going very well, why do you ask? *headdesk* What on God's green earth made me think this was a good idea? (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 29th, 2008
10:48 pm	Yo Pete, I Think You Need To Fire Someone! I totally <3 The Cab, despite them not being able to play at their Toronto show, and only having heard their hilarious EP that sounds like it was recorded over the phone from the bottom of a swimming pool. And okay, I wasn't quite devoted/organized/whatever enough to pre-order their album, but that has a lot more to do with my unhealthy relationship with my visa than the boys. But! I am still a good fan, I remembered that the album came out today, and defying my tiredness, trotted off to HMV after work. The album is listed on the website (unlike Drive-by, which, Brian! Get on that shit already!), so I had high hopes. Alas, the elf I asked checked the computer, and although it was listed, with today as a release date, it hadn't been delivered. *SADFACES* In the interest of not making my day any worse, I declined to inquire whether that meant it hadn't come in YET, or wouldn't be coming in at all. Either way - HEY! BANDOM! CANADIAN DISTRIBUTION DEALS ARE WHERE IT'S AT, Y'ALL, PLEASE TO BE NOT FORGETTING ABOUT US WHEN YOUR ALBUMS COME OUT! Especially when signs point to them coming out here, and then....they don't. I did end up buying Goodbye Blues (which was listed as as "special import", by the way), so we'll see how that goes. I also bought the new Ashlee Simpson album - Team Sentz all the way! Still, I am seriously contemplating stomping my foot in huffy rage. I WANT THE NEW CAB ALBUM AND I WANT IT RIGHT NOW, DAMMIT! Given my current state of crankiness, it's probably best that I don't have it, since I tried to listen to the new Steve Carlson album yesterday and it was bugging the shit out of me, even though he's totally my favourite. Ugh, hate. Why so pathetic right now, self? (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, April 25th, 2008
1:05 am	You guys, this is sooo unfair Was supposed to work 11 - 5 today. There was an event scheduled at the Hinterlands Outpost from 5 to 7, but it was going to be quiet and low-key, and since I had class, I would be leaving before it started. No problem, right? AHAHAHAHAHA What's that expression about best laid plans and how they always go to shit? I ended up having to go in for 9:30, which meant leaving my house BEFORE 9am, and not getting off work until 11pm. 13+ hours, no lunch break, extended madness, climate control issues. Plus two hours of travel time. Finally got home at midnight, ate some stale Munchies for dinner, and now I'm up waaay past my bedtime. It's like the world observed my residual MCR squee, and decided it might be fun to CRUSH IT LIKE A BUG, OKAY. And thejumpcut isn't even home to feed me tequila and listen to me wail. Booo. And the best part? The bullshit was SUPPOSED to be starting tomorrow. If I'm really lucky, I might get one day off before I start the Program of Awesome and have to commute to Hamilton four days a week. UNCOOL, UNIVERSE, SERIOUSLY UNCOOL. (Comment on this)