I don't wanna make it. I just want

Oh god. So I'm listening to Gerard's SVA speech, and there is just so much ridiculous flailing going on over here. (And nodding. This guy, okay. He is so fucking inspiring. He makes me feel like I can do things, you know? I've had some serious periods of creative hopelessness over the last couple of years, but dammit, he's doing it and I can too. Not the same way, god no, but still.)

Maybe I can get some intelligent thoughts together on this later? I'm not sure. The combination of hero-in-my-field and most ridiculous celebrity crush ever makes Gerard Way someone I have a lot of difficulty discussing in any remotely objective fashion. I hope I regain some equilibrium eventually, though, because he kind of deserves something more than incoherent (if enthusiastic) squealing.

(Gerard, please never use a British accent again, it makes me want to die. "Oh, it's the Kracken." And he's a useless guy! Like Aquaman! Many tantalizing little tidbits about The Umbrella Academy. Also, random and not topical--it was a crappy audience question--but: out of anybody in history, living or dead, who would he choose to spend a day with? His wife. *dies and is dead*)