Heaven in Hard Times

Zefron knows when I'm sad (I just spent the last hour curled up in bed, where I would've been writhing in agony except my stomach was cramping so badly I couldn't MOVE) and wants me to be happy. Look! GQ outtakes!



( Moar )

In other news, apparently my new favorite thing (I say new like it hasn't always been one of my favorites) is taking utter crack and making it serious and angsty. First there was sad-facey sex- and gender-swap, now sad-facey mermaid fic. Brain, mermaids are supposed to be delightful.

Also, I got my job back. I wish they wouldn't do the off-for-a-week-then-back-on thing, a week is just enough time to SERIOUSLY wreck the sleep schedule I was sticking to so dutifully.

I officially have the coolest car ever.



(You can't see it in the picture, but Kevin's looking at Troy out of the corners of his eyes. MY CAR SHIPS KEVRON)

My car is not the only inanimate object in my life that ships Kevron; my iPod keeps playing Zefron songs right after Kevin's Scandinavia song. My new favorite is Scandinavia -> It Takes Two, although it just barely beats out Scandinavia -> Ladies' Choice

In Disney Monopoly (LOL REDUNDANT) HSM is the most expensive property.

I spent entirely too much money on Disney garbage today, but I have a JONAS notebook in which to write Jonas porn (actually, several notebooks), and I finally got the Zeke/Sharpay prom night Barbies (I don't ship Zeke/Sharpay at all, but I NEEDED THE ZEKE SO MUCH OMG), and I have a Kevron car. Also I did buy two non-Disney things, but one of them was a My Little Pony coloring book (to go with my sparkly HSM crayons) so I'm not sure that counts.

Work today was kind of awesome. There was about an hour's worth of stuff waiting for us, but then someone hadn't gotten back to the boss about something or other that he needed to know before we started on anything else, so we sat around for an hour, went outside for our break as usual, came inside and sat around a little more, found about another hour's worth of work, sat around for a while, and then the boss told us it was okay to go outside if we wanted. So we spent most of the morning out at the picnic table in the sun, came back in a little before lunch, still no work, went to lunch, and instead of calling us back in after half an hour, boss let us stay out until he actually had work for us, ended up being a little over an hour. By then we only had 2 and a quarter hours left in the day. So I got paid to work half a day and spend the other half shooting the shit with coworkers I really like (especially one girl, who's a Disney fan like I am [except she has this one big character flaw, doesn't like High School Musical, but she's loaning me her Twilight books if I loan her 17 Again]) and getting a tan.

Every day should be like that. Probably not a good use of company money, but.

There's an episode of Leverage from season one, The Juror #6 Job, where they all decide Parker's too antisocial to live and make her do jury duty to learn how to deal with people. And, being Parker, she's all weird and awkward but also charming and delightful and ends up kind of bonding with one of the other jurors and keeps having these moments where she's all WHOA, THAT'S A FRIENDSHIP THING. And I am also kind of weird and awkward but (I like to think) charming and delightful, and sometimes my brain kind of does the Parker thing? I'm burning a couple cds for the girl at work who watches JONAS but hasn't actually listened to any Jonas Brothers, and my brain is going LOL CDS ARE A FRIENDSHIP THING.

If I am anyone on Leverage, it is probably not Parker. Except it probably is Parker. Except I'm scared of falling. I've been mainlining season one to make up for season two's complete lack of Hardison/Parker awkwardorable moments and it makes me happy.

I do not just come bearing babble, but pictures. We'll go from most personal to least, SOUND GOOD?

( Me in Kevin Jonas drag, more room pics, and why I want to put my metaphorical penis in Nicole Gale Anderson )