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Ummmm so this one time I saw Cobra Starship four times in three days and it was epic fabulousness and I had the best weekend ( EVER! )

And this is totally unrelated, but Barack Obama, I am voting for you so fucking hard.

Cobra Starship is my favorite band.

• Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz, I have never been more attracted to you. Oh yeah, baby, talk political to me. I want to read a White House AU, like, yesterday.


• OH NO WAIT I LIED. Dorks trump nerds, and that is the wolf shirt of necklaces. I need this in my life so badly oh my goddddddd. ♥_♥


• I am not particularly MikeyWaysexual. ( HOWEVER. )


• ( Regarding politics. )


• I have a job! It's pretty cool! Unfortunately, I have way less time to be online. Oh god, catching up on my flist is going to be like this EVERY night, isn't it. D: I could do a flist cut, but I like everyone on my flist! THIS IS AWFUL. THIS IS HOW RESPONSIBLE PEOPLE FEEL.


• I have officially reached my limit on ( planning. )


• (Oh my god I am so fucking excited \o/)


• And now I go out for ice cream.

ETA: Now, with new and improved LINKS THAT WORK. Fuck this shit, I need a nap.

Heyyy, ask me for pictures of stuff in my house and I'll take them for you. Anything you like.

In other news, I GOT A JOB. Full-time, baby! \o/ Now I just convince my mom not to freak out, secure transportation and floor space, and I'm in business for Cobras this coming weekend in Cambridge. :D If you think you're driving up and might have a spare seat, or if you have a patch of carpet with my name on it, please let me know!

ETA: Oh hey, I forgot to mention that I burned my lip on a piece of pizza and now I have a big awful blister. AND I've been dyeing the cushions from the chairs on my screened porch green, so my hands look like the hands of a dead person. Aren't you glad I keep you up-to-date on these fascinating details?

Oh hey guys, what's up? What's new? Not much is new with me except for how longtime_lurker wrote the mpreg fic OF MY SOUL. OH MY GOD. OHHHHH MY GOD. ASDFJALSDIFNAQW READ IT.
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In other news, I think I'm going to be going up to the Cobra show in Massachusetts! If anyone has or knows of a way I can also get tickets to the early show in Cambridge or the one in Connecticut, that would be amaaazing. (I know the site says they aren't sold out in Cambridge; the site LIES.)

Ahahaha oh guys, I finally got around to scanning my Cobra polaroid, and I think it is ( well worth the wait. )

In other news, I desperately want an icon with ( this image ) that just says "us". Pete Wentz is a BNF.

You guys, is the best thing in the whole world right now Marty Dressler, or Gabriel Eduardo Saporta? These are the burning questions that haunt me! These are the issues that cause me to mix my metaphors.

(LOVE STORIES. THEY MAKE UP LOVE STORIES. Is that not the most charming description of fanfic you have ever heard? Ryanross, you and your kinda sick pornfiction have a lot to learn from your so-called best friend!)

In other news, THE VIDEO FOR GUILTY PLEASURE IS UP AND APPARENTLY IT WAS DIRECTED BY ONE VICTORIA ASHER AND I HAVEN'T WATCHED IT YET BUT I LOVE THE WORRRRRLD

ETA: hahahahahhahhahaha oh my GOD I LOVE THE COBRAS SO MUCH IT HURTS. SO MUCH. I SWEAR TO GOD, I AM GOING TO GET IN A SHITTY VAN AND FOLLOW THEM ACROSS THE COUNTRY WHEN THEY FINALLY GET A HEADLINING TOUR. *fangs up!*

Mmmmmm Cobra Starship, why are you so amazing? This album, you guys, this album. Every song makes me want to dance. I feel like baby Ryan Ross listening to My Chemical Romance. By which I mean that they make me want to daaaaaaance. I want to throw a dance party called No Seriously Viva la Fucking Cobra (Dance, Motherfuckers).

So I've decided that Hel and I weren't wrong about there being something mildly demeaning about meeting your bandom love objects. It's - it's not what you want it to be. It couldn't be, and I don't think it's really anyone's fault. "Hi, you mean the world to me, and you don't know my name. Sign my Latin textbook!" It's just an odd situation, you know? I'm so used to thinking of these guys as, honestly, very much my equal - people whose emotions I can get inside of, people who I can identify with and characterize and talk about casually - that suddenly being thrown into a situation where there's such a clear power and investment differential is kind of disconcerting. It hurts your pride.

IDK. IDK, IDK, life is a funny thing, being a fan is a funny thing. Viva la Cobra. I slept through my only class of the day, my roommate went to class and left her laptop at home, life could be a lot worse.

Guess who I still love best? Yeah, Cobra Starship. (You might have thought I'd say Fall Out Boy, but you would be WRONG because their STUPID FACES STILL HAVEN'T ANNOUNCED IF AND WHEN THEY'RE DOING THEIR STUPID SECRET SHOW IN CHICAGO. MOTHERFUCKERS.) (Or hey, maybe you thought I'd say My Chemical Romance, but THEIR stupid faces decided to do a STUPID FUCKING SECRET SHOW in NEW JERSEY a MONTH after I left for CHICAGO. UGHHHHH WHAT.) (Panic haven't done anything in particular to piss me off, but they had better WATCH THEIR DAMN STEP, okay.)

BUT HEY COBRA STARSHIP!! They posted a video of dogs humping on their buzznet! Hahaha, why? They appeared on the Sauce and were kind of awkward and yet amazing! They leaked another track, in which Gabe speaks SPANISH and my VAG MELTS. But mostly:


OH GOD I LOVE THEM. ♥ ♥