this is a love song in my own way

I find that, in certain parts of life, it's almost always more fun to join them than beat them. (As if you could!)

Which is why I totally sat down with sweetvalleyslut on Saturday night and watched so much bandom-related material (ALL of Life on the Murder Scene, and more youtube videos than I can count) that when we overheard Panic at the Disco playing on SNL (my roomie was watching it in the living room), I thought I'd gone crazy. Which was kind of hilarious.

I have the best best friend ever, because she could totally be getting a whole lot more mileage out of this. <3

I'm not entirely rid of my fear of commitment--it's a long and metaphorical story--but whee all the same. (Fic! Good fic! Lots of it! That hasn't happened to me in ages, bar yuletide.) It's a bit frustrating that most of the music really doesn't suit my workplace, because I need some time to process all that.

Also, B and I went shopping and bought lots of pretty girly clothing. And it was warm and sunny on Saturday! It's been a rather novel weekend all around.

(And er . . . no, I haven't started my painted_spires entry yet. I need to re-watch "Missing." I've been seven kinds of truant lately, as usual, but hey. I feel re-energized! That should help.)