I've started using my tumblr more and more recently, so if you have a tumblr, y'all should go find me. I'm phantomwise over there.

I am currently drawing a map of my fictional city, which is proving to be interesting. The damn thing is about 3.5 by 3 feet big and the scale is all off the walls, of course, but drawing in the streets is very zen in a way. Like doing a jigsaw puzzle.

( 16 A4 papers. Or thereabout. )

Nothing much else to report, other than that Ryan Ross is still one of my favorites, even though he has the intelligence of a flobberworm. I can't even amass the energy to be upset with him right now, mostly I'm just laughing incredulously and facepalming, because he's a fucking moron.

Panic fandom has been kind of dreary lately. I don't mean that in the boring way, exactly, but there's been consternation and a lot of srs bsns crap all over the place, and that has made me... not exactly tired of them, but maybe a little Panicked out. So I've been going back to my roots in bandom, if you will, and mostly the reason why I've stuck around for so long (and definitely the reason I have the friends I do), namely My Chemical Romance.

I've noticed, though, that since the hiatus there has been an awful lack in all things MyChem-y. Frank still gets screentime, but that's because he got down with his Mario self in LeATHERMOUTH, and also because he is FRANK. The rest of them, though? I MISS them, you know? Mikey and Bob and Ray and, dear Jesus God, GERARD.

And thus, I give you random-ass picspam from my Photobucket MCR folder:

( There is a LOT of Gerard, because that is how I roll. Also a minimum of commentary, because I'm not really all that entertaining even WITHOUT the headache. )

Okay! I have had it waiting for this. Guys, we need a meme.



Allow me to explain: I hope you all have read Texts From Last Night, and if you haven't, get thee hence and do so now. So here's the idea.

Choose one of these texts or text convos and write the scene that led up to it. As long or as short as inspiration strikes you, any character, any pairing, slash, het, gen, genderswap, college aus, regular old touring douchery, it doesn't matter, just write it! Gabe being a dick? TAI doing weird shit on their tourbus? Jersey douchebaggery courtesy of MCR? A Panic boy managing to stick his dick where it didn't belong? Angst or total crack or porn or total hungover mortification? Write it!

Pimp at will, tell your friends, come and play!

The bad thing about Twitter (especially in combination with the BigBang flurry) is that by the time everybody has been done freaking out about shit in 140 characters, they've squeed themselves out and now nobody posts shit to LJ anymore. :(

Stuff like this.

( INSANE. )

♥♥♥

Ridiculous boy. Someone needs to photoshop a cape on him or something.

In more fannish news, Mikey Way is doing his damndest to steal my heart by being clever and funny and adorable and wishing his brother happy birthday on Twitter (THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH STOP THIS I CAN'T TAKE IT). But then I checked the blog, and I'm sorry, guys, I have to quote this entire thing, because I LOVE HIM.

"Me harping on Ecto-Cooler's untimely demise over on Twitter gave me a massive burst of repressed childhood memories. I remember going with Gee, Handsome Don, and Momma Way to the Loews in Secaucus NJ, to see Ghostbusters opening week back in 1984. (For you mathematicians, that would make me 4 years old) My excitement had reached a fever pitch, and i couldn't wait to see that gigantic Marshmallow Man up on the big screen. I was already a huge fan of Bill Murray from his Caddyshack and Meatballs hijinx, and i thought Dan Aykroyd was pretty swell too. I was literally counting the seconds until the lights dimmed, probably asking Gee every three seconds when the movie was gonna start. Upon the film starting, that excitement got derailed a bit. After getting a call from the New York Public Library, the boys go to check out a "disturbance" in the stacks in the basement. This is where things went south for a four year old me. Cue in creepy basement and creepy music. "I thought this was supposed to be a funny movie, Gewawd." Dan Akyroyd threw me under the bus right then and there, by saying on the count of three they were gonna "get her". "NOOOO!!!!!!!!" i exclaimed. A four year old me knew this was indeed a BAD idea. Upon three, the Ghost Librarian transforms from tranquil old woman to the ghoulish hag pictured right here. That image plagued my nightmares for years to come. Needless to say there was a vapor trail behind me ala Looney Tunes , and i B-lined to a hiding spot behind the Galaga arcade machine. A highly amused Handsome Don found me shortly thereafter, and kept me company until the movie was over. I was too embarrassed to go back into the theater and finish the movie, so i had to wait until HBO decided to grace us with a "WORLD PREMIERE". Ghostbusters became one of my favorite films of all time from that point on, and i still watch it at least once a month on DVD (sometimes more)."

I can't decide what I love the best. The fact that he calls his (I'm assuming) dad "Handsome Don" or the fact that he asked Gee forty times if the movie was going to start or that he hid behind an arcade machine and his dad had to come get him out or the "I thought this was supposed to be a funny movie, Gewawd." which might have sent me into sugar coma right then and there.

Stop doing this to my heart, Mikey. I don't know how much more I can take. ♥

So! A while back I did this music meme, that I can't remember if I ever posted, but that's beside the point. The point is there was a question in said meme on which The Beatles song was my very favorite. And I probably should answer something serious like, I dunno, Back in the USSR or whatever, but the truth is my favorite of the 200+ Beatles songs I have on my computer is something completely different and a lot more ridiculous.

And Your Bird Can Sing - The Beatles

It's from Revolver originally, but a kind of blooper version was released on the second Anthology CD. This is that blooper version. John and Paul cannot for the life of them stop giggling but they keep singing anyway, and it's seriously one of the most ridiculous and happymaking things I have ever heard. Download it and listen.

♥♥♥



Mikey disappears when he turns sideways, y'all, but look at them! How cute are they! I just want to squish every single one of them in that picture!

I only added Ryan on twitter yesterday, but he's already managed to make me facepalm and roll my eyes fondly three times so far. I'm actually pretty impressed.

Ryan Ross = the Mikeyway of Panic, Y/N?

Bandom, how I've missed you.

I hope you've seen this on MTV.com, because I know my heart is beating a little faster. NEW MCR ALBUM. OMG. A song titled "New Hair, Same Shit"! I hope they get to keep that title, for real.



Also, check that shit out, guys! Mikey is hot like burning, what else is new; I keep forgetting how nasal Gerard really is between times I see him, but he's so endearing and slightly pretentious all the same; and Frank is HOT. With the STACHE. What the actual fucking fuck? Bee theorizes it's because of the hat, and I gotta admit the hat is pretty kickass.

So this new record. Back to their roots, huh? Well, as a girl who loves The Black Parade more than is sane and healthy and isn't quite as fond of Three Cheers and Bullets (though they're good albums all the same), I'm... not worried, exactly, because I loved I'm Not Okay before I fell in love with any of the BP songs at all, but a little saddened that the Pink Floyd/Queen era seems to be going gone. I loved the over-the-top-ness of the BP album, but it's going to be interesting to see what they get up to next.

In other news, I made ratatouille today, and it was delicious. I've also cleaned out the kitchen and the bathroom, and found a breadboard. I'm hoping I'll get some baking done tomorrow before I have to do laundry at 1pm. Seriously, though, I've been such a goody two-shoes lately, it'd almost be depressing if it wasn't so fascinating. I've been cooking and cleaning and baking and doing a lot of shit that normally only my sister would do, and it actually feels kind of good.

Can I just really quickly now join the staggering crowd of people who are completely fucking in love with Spencer Smith today? Because, yes.

Okay, I'm going to take a leaf out of HeyCris' book here and say that, yeah, I babble a lot about bandom, but even if you scroll past this shit all the time, take the time to read this motherfucking article, guys. This is why I love this stupid band so, so much.

SPENCER SMITH, OWNING MY HEART SINCE FOREVER.

Frank Iero has not only drunk Gerard Way's Kool-Aid. He bathes in it. Daily. Oh, my god.

THEY ARE SO ADORABLE, I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE OF THIS I CAN TAKE.

An email, sent to a Miss Aly aka sinuous_curve just a minute ago:

"Aly, MY HEART. MY HEART MY HEART. I JUST SAW THE PANIC DVD OMFG MY HEART.

General impressions, without spoiling anything for you: RYAN ROSS IS THE BIGGEST DORK ON THE PLANET AND I LOVE HIS FACE SO MUCH I THINK MY CHEST IS GOING TO EXPLODE. SPENCER SMITH GAH. JON, JON WITH A GUITAR ILHIM. BRENDON URIE ON A SKATEBOARD. "THIS IS THE WORST IDEA EVER". LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE.

I am so charmed, Alybear! So charmed! My love, it hurts me. My heart, my heart. It aches with the LOVE."

I love them so much right now. I don't think I'll stop smiling any time soon. ♥&THEM;♥

( A more in depth, but sadly no more coherent than this, flail about the In the Days DVD )

Christ. This is what I get for going to bed early.

This Tuesday just turned out to be the best day EVER and it's not even 8:30 yet. Damn.

WAYBY. MCR TWITTER. MY GOD MY HEART IS SO FILLED WITH LOVE IT'S BURSTING.

♥_______________♥

TRAVIS MCCOY STOP KILLING ME THIS ISN'T FUNNY.

Bronx Mowgli Wentz, Welcome to the jungle, we got fun and games.........
I’m so happy to welcome, my main man, little Bronx Mowgli Wentz into this crazy world of ours. Congrats to Petey and Ash. I’ve been so stoked about this ever since i found out Ash had a bun in the oven. You know Uncle Travie had to make sure Bronx ‘s swagger was on a hundred, thousand, TRILLION from day one, SO, i took it upon myself to make sure I was the first one to get him his 1st pair of J’s. I couldnt help my self so i got him a couple pairs of AF1’s with matching Bib’s. Wholly moley this little fucker is gonna be spoiled rotten if I have anything to do with it……Damn, I can’t wait to make a little pal for him to play with ;)

HE BOUGHT BIBS THAT MATCHES THE SHOES GUYS.

BABY WHATNOW?

Good god, Pete Wentz, you have actually made me lose my faith in humanity, and I can't decide if I love you for it or not. Just when I thought celeb baby names couldn't get any worse...

Well, if this isn't some elaborate prank, I take my hat off to you, Mr. and Mrs. Wentz. This is even BETTER than Pear Liberal Studies. I mean, seriously. *___*

Bee has an idea that Mikey helped name the baby. I mean, him and Alicia managed Piglet Tree Way, it wouldn't be impossible.

Also?

Bee: But you have no soul
Linn: I'm just happily living my life free from hipsterdom.
Bee: You're so jealous
Linn: I'm really not. I don't have to listen to any weird, discordant, pretentious shit and I can hit Babs and Celine as much as I want to.
Bee: ...we only listen to the discordant shit because it touches us inside and usually has the best lyrics
Linn: ...
Linn: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Bee: SHUT UP
Linn: Oh, honey, that actually made me start loling. I love you.
Linn: "It touches us inside", man. I think I'm gonna have to put that on a t-shirt.

And go fucking figure that Brendon would be the one I recognize first. STOP TAKING OVER MY BRAIN URIE THIS IS NOT ON.

That being said... wow. I want to pet them endlessly now and maybe feed them watermelon and peaches and homemade ham sandwiches from a picnic basket, like my mama used to do when we went to the beach when I was a kid.

Er. It is also a fairly gorgeous picture, no matter who is the subject, I should add. The colors are amazing.

If you haven't seen this, you haven't lived. Clearly the best picture ever, hands down.

( Made my day infinitely better. )

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I mean, way to fail with the hiatus, boys, but !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also? ALFONSO CUARONNNNNNN. ♥♥♥♥♥

*wibble* Oh, &THEM;

Also? I'm not very good at being straight. I sat through the first twenty minutes of The Crow wanting Brandon Lee to put on a shirt (for which Bee denounced her friendship and fired me from life). Also just saw a picture of Zac Efron that, you know, aside from it being Zef should have made me think, "...huh" in a very positive way. Instead I made "...ew" face. Sad.

Give me Gerard's hands or Spencer's smile or Ryan's voice or Mikey's eyes or Greta in general any day. ANNNNY day.

Pointless spamposting is pointless. I'm maybe a little bored. Possibly also kinda spaz. I want to watch Hannah Montana. SAVE ME.