My morning has gone a little like this:
1. Scribble down the half-formed Patrick/Gerard scene I thought up while lying in bed, still not quite awake, and see if it still make sense once I've had some tea.
2. Open the shade and see what the weather's like outside.
3. Stand at the window and gape. Watch the snow continuing to fall.
4. Start the first batch of candy, hope that I have all the ingredients I need because I'm not going to be able to go out and get anything.
5. Open up my notebook and consult what is essentially a giant fannish to-do list I made while hanging out with the awesome
inkjunket,
greendreaming and
fuschia last night.
Highlights of the list include:
- keyword prompts for the sex scene I need to finish, such as, "Pale, peferct skin," and "if Frank's been kneading bread dough..."
- six more stories I need to write, and by need I mean NEED.
- Gerard sobriety podfic to listen to (as I cook!)
- reading every Spencer/Jon story ever.
Highlights of last night's bandom extravaganza include (OMG there are so MANY):
-
inkjunket's Who's Who in Panic! pop quizzes for
fushcia and her clue, "Look for the real boy! Who's the real boy?"
- watching Panic! on Rage, and the moment we all realized you could split the band down the middle and draw a big smiley face over Spencer and Jon and a big sad face over Brendon and Ryan.
- the same Rage video where JON HAS HIS ARM AROUND SPENCER, THE CAMERA CATCHES THEM, SPENCER LOOKS AT JON TO SEE IF THE CAMERA CAUGHT THEM, AND THEN GETS COMPLETELY FLUSTERED OMG.
- having dinner and just talking about bandom and stories. <3