back but busy

I'm back from the shore; it was fun, but too short! Plus a little rainy, but that's okay :) I had meetings and a business lunch today, so I didn't get to post at lunch or read anything or even respond to anybody, so. Yeah, busy busy day.

And J might make me go to the gym tonight.

But! I woke this morning to a voicemail of A Little Less Sixteen Candles from the San Antonio show, because eckerlilas is super cool and lets me live vicariously through her on occasion :)

Also, it seems like I'm not getting all my email! If you've sent me something, be patient or poke me again. And it looks like my lj alerts are not all coming through either, so. Sometimes I hate yahoo.

I suck at several things at once

* It's late Thursday, and J wants me to get up at 530 in the morning to run. It is going to be painful

* I think we've decided on Antigua for our honeymoon. It looks nice.

* Coming Out fic is lurching along. I'm doing something weird with the POV. It sort of starts over at each part. Kind of. Only nothing is covered twice, so I'm not just repeating stuff from different points of view. If that even makes sense. I've still got a lot more to write.

So maybe Pete was a little upset with Patrick. Maybe Pete spent the four hours it took Patrick and Brendon to come home brooding and texting Ryan and sending him pictures of things living in Patrick’s fridge.

pleas stop

Pete grinned to himself, a little meanly. u dont have2 look

i kindof do, Ryan wrote back, and then sent a pic of his bare toes gripping a pencil, because he knew that freaked Pete the fuck out. They were like eagle talons or something. He could fish with those things.

now its on ross

bring it

* I'm tired like a tired thing. Seriously. And Roxy keeps farting in my face. Dogs are awesome.