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So I retweeted this video on twitter this morning, because BABY BAT:



and it's amazing and adorable and a little bit tragic, because ORPHANED BABY BAT. WHO ROCKS HIMSELF AFTER HE'S BEEN FED.

AND THEN THIS HAPPENED. ( proof fangirls are great )

MCR!BATS. ORPHANED!BB!FRANK!BAT. I am beyond enchanted. Who knew that a video of a tiny bat baby could be improved upon? I DID NOT KNOW THIS. BUT NOW I DO. And now you do, too. :D

I NEED MY FANGIRL COMMUNE NOW. JS.

At some point when I was in grad school I acquired a book that gave me the following advice: In order to write a story worth reading, you must put your protagonist up a tree and throw rocks at him repeatedly. (in the book, context clues told you that rocks are a metaphor for obstacles, here we will use a parenthetical)

I have generally been more the kind of girl who puts her protagonist up a tree and throws the boys of his dreams at him and watches them make out. I like that method. It makes me happy. But this last week I've been writing a story where I cannot seem to stop throwing rocks at my protagonist. It also makes me happy (so happy, omg it's so much fun this story), but it means that I've hit 12K and my protagonist has yet to utter so much as a single word to the boy of his dreams. Apparently what the advice-giver dude meant was If you want to accidentally write a novel when you meant to write a PWP...

I was going to finally get to the whole speaking point this morning, but a rock was thrown at me, in the form of THIS VIDEO IN WHICH THE BOYS FROM MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE DRESS UP IN SNOW SUITS, JUMP AROUND, AND SING ABOUT SPECIAL SNOWFLAKES HOW EVERY SNOWFLAKE IS DIFFERENT

See???

Yo Gabba Gabba, I appreciate you. You bring me this.

I planned to sleep in this morning, but woke up at six o'clock anyway, and then got all restless instead of all sleepy when I was doing that lying in bed surfing the internet on my iPod thing. I blame the hormones. idk if it's my recent crappier-than-usual diet, or the fact that I have mostly forgotten to take my vitamins this whole month, or what, but ugh, cycle from hell this month. On the plus side, one of the delightful things on my twitter feed this morning was this video, which made me laugh, even though Heidi scares the bejeezus out of me.



and part two~


another thing on my feed this morning was an improved version of the MCR studio session Kids from Yesterday that I posted last week, so I updated that post with the new vid if you liked it and want better sound and video.

Now I am going to have some tea and food so I can take pain killers and vitamins, and then I have fandom work to do before work work. after today I have actual DAYS OFF which is amazing. Maybe I can get all the things I've been meaning to get done, done. Including a hair cut. ugh.

I am dying in a million ways watching this. I just can't... DYING. I love this song a lot, and it's totally entwined in the big bang I'm writing that is currently 50K and keeps getting longer, and even though the sound quality of the recording isn't great (now with official, higher quality video), I think the harmonies are just gorgeous, and I am having ALL THE FEELINGS, and I have to go to work and it's not fair!

I'm still filled with delight about my MCR concert-going experience the other night, and today lokte linked me to this review of the Oakland show which has some awesome pictures, like this one:



I really really loved Gerard's suit. :D

You know how sometimes a chance you're really not sure you want drops into your lap, and you hem and haw and decide to take it anyway? A couple of months ago (it seems like it anyway) miss_begonia texted me and asked if I wanted a ticket to see My Chemical Romance. At the time I was a big fan of Na Na Na Na and Sing, but had discovered I really didn't like Three Cheers or Black Parade when I tried listening to them this summer. I really really wanted to like them though, so I decided to take the ticket, and work in the weeks I had before the concert on becoming a fan of MCR's music as well as the band and the fic. IT TOTALLY WORKED. By today I liked or loved all the songs on all three albums (I never got hold of Bullets) except for one, which considering my starting point, was pretty good going, I thought.

Worth every single second of listening. The gig was absolutely AMAZING. Getting the shallow bit out of the way first: Gerard Way has an amazing ass, and Mikey Way is the hottest lesbian since Tommy Joe Ratliff. I do not understand how Frank didn't melt into a puddle or burst into flame, given he was wearing a thermal shirt under a polo shirt and a grandpa sweater and jumping around like a lunatic under the lights that were making Gerard sweat until it poured off him. Ray Toro seems, from the little I could see around the head of the girl in front of me, to be amazing from head to toe. Gerard also is beautiful and has entrancing fingers, and the most amazing hip-cock pose ever. He's fucking royalty, and a tremendous presence on stage.

emilytheodd was so so awesome and went upstairs to the coatcheck and got me earplugs after the first opening act, because it felt like my ears were bleeding. They made the Neon Trees and My Chem much better than they would have been without. I could hear the words!

There were several songs I was really hoping they would play, and they did play almost all of them. Na Na Na and Sing and Mama, and Famous Last Words, and Gravity, and Vampire Money, and Helena, and Cancer, and some I can't remember the names of right now because it's 12:20 and I just had a fucking amazing night. We were right in the center, on the third tier of the floor, and the sound was fantastic. We started out with lokte and me second row behind the barrier and miss b and emily in third row. The girl next to me was not only not dancing at all, she was bitching about the fact that I was dancing because it jostled her camera. I really wanted to punch her in the throat, which was not awfully conducive to my having a great time. I was also dying of heat. Fortunately, about five songs in, emily wanted to stand in front of me (I'd offered several times) and that worked out great. I am tall enough I could still see perfectly, I wasn't next to irritating girl, and i was standing literally ON an airconditioning vent. WIN/WIN.

Extra added bonus, the venue is like ten minutes from my house.

I feel like whole new worlds of music have been opened up to me in the last 18 months or so as a direct result of fandom, and I really love it a lot.

Speaking of fandom, I need to thank mistresscurvy for her encouragement in my learning curve that led to tonight. You made this not only much more fun, but more possible. Fangirls--all of you--really are the best ever.