NEW PANIC DEMO UP AT PANICATTHEDISCO.COM, YOU GUYS.

I have no idea what i think about except "I love your face, Brendon." and "Ouch ouch ouch."

&BRENDON FUCKING URIE;


I was doing pretty well with the not crying thing, but now I just want to crawl into bed and sob my eyes out. I love them so much, flist, and I love Brendon the most and this sucks so bad, but they're still them and they want us to be happy and they recorded a fucking song for us so we'll feel better. :(

I'm probably reacting a stronger than this actualfax warrants, but seriously. Panic ;____; What the fucking fuck? Jon was PPing new music and shit! They were working on stuff! I feel so much more blindsided by this than I actually should be, but i'm alternatively going :O and ;____; at my computer screen. :((((((((

I don't know why it makes me so fucking happy that Gerard and Lindsey went to a party at Amanda Palmer's, but it does. Almost as happy, I imagine, as Gerard was to go hang with Neil Gaiman. Can you imagine his little :) face all night? :DDDDDDDDDDDD

Amanda was kind enough to post pictures, under the cut. They look seriously awesome, imo, especially Lindsey.

( their faaaaaaaaaaaaces oh my god )

Also, can I just say how ridiculously adorable AFP and Neil Gaiman are? I love them a lot, you guys.

So. Wank. Pretty much everything I want to say has been said by people far more articulate than I am. impertinence's post on the subject was both incredibly difficult to read but also very important, and it's here for those of you who have somehow missed it. Warning: It contains very explicit discussion of sexual assault and the nature, anatomy, cause & effect of triggers. Is itself triggery. Don't read it if it'll hurt you. wistfuljane over on dreamwidth also has very helpful summary posts up here and here.

I'm mostly past angry and tearful (that was last night and this afternoon, for me) and am now just incredibly disappointed, because I didn't think that this was even a subject worthy of wank. It seems pretty straight-forward to me. Put a warning on your fic in order to prevent survivors of sexual abuse from being triggered and suffering even more mental damage. No one gives a fuck about your ~*~artistic integrity~*~ if you have no personal integrity. If you're too selfish to put a goddamn warning on your fic, than I really don't want to know you because you're a shitty person.

If you're antiwarning, please defriend me. If you're not, have these picture to make you feel better about how much people suck.

( look at me, saving your bandwidth )

Flist! Brendon sang Bronx a lullaby! And Pete posted it to the internet because he loves us and wants us to be happy! And it's awesome! You guys! seriously!

(DL here, if you missed it)

(:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD)

Hi! Everyone on my flist seems to be doing intro posts today, so I decided to join in, as I am nothing if not a sheep. Because I'm the least interesting person ever, though, have a picspam instead. :D?

( Raindrops on rosevests )

♥

About a month ago, my wisdom teeth started growing in. The pain started, to my amazing luck, on New Year's Eve, so I rang in the New Year by driving to the only open pharmacy on New Year's (near LA) to get the antibiotics/pain killers the bitchy on-call doctor prescribed on the phone.

This past month really sucked because of it, because even though the on call doctor told me my wisdom teeth were growing in side ways (as in pushing against the other teeth and the bone, and generally making a mess of things) and my dentist (with x-rays to confirm) agreed, the oral surgeon I talked to said that it wasn't my wisdom teeth, but something called TMJ, which happens when you grind your teeth a lot in your sleep. It took forever to get an appointment with another oral surgeon to confirm that the first one was indeed stupid and I actually do need to get the wisdom teeth pulled (luckily my insurance covered the appointments, though they won't cover the surgery).

It turns out that I do need to get my teeth pulled. I'll be removing all four at the time, and it's scheduled for Friday. I get to be asleep for the procedure, which I'm not sure whether or not is good thing. On one hand, I'd probably throw up on the doctor if I had to be awake while he was poking away in there. On the other hand, I've heard too many horror stories about anesthetics to not be terrified of them, even though the one I'll have isn't a full anesthetic that you need a tube shoved down your throat for, just one to make you sleeeeeeepy.

I'll admit though, when the doctor gave me the prescription for Vicodin, I went through a moment of unrestrained fannish glee. My doctor didn't know what House was, so he just looked at me strangely when I told him about house's vicodin fetish and told me that he won't give me any more prescriptions, so i'd probably be better off not getting addicted.

Yay for new episodes of House, btw.

On another note, when i was proof reading this entry, I noticed that I typed lickily instead of luckily. I think this may be one of them freudian thingys people are always talking about. ;)

OMG OMG JON IS ON THE COLBERT REPORT AND THEY'RE SHOWING PRETEEN!JON CLIPS AND THERE'S CONAN O'BRIEN AND YOUNG!CONAN AND MY SQUEEAGE CANNOT BE DENIED! And there are syllogisms!


*coughs* Ahem. I'm sorry about that. Please ignore me.











But while I'm on the subject- Stephen totally should be Captain America. *hides*

Snagged from a bunch of people on my flist...

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. (Some I know too well. ha!) I read your journals, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you for your interest in my words.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...they listen in rapture to the love-music of she-turnips." (Think of it as your Christmas present to me! lol)

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal and see what gems of knowledge appear.