I've got blisters on my fingers

So I finally bought a ticket to see Fall Out Boy, which means that eckerlilas better really be coming or I'm going BY MYSELF. Which I will totally do, because I'm all independent and shit. Kind of. Maybe. I might chicken out.

I finished painting my hallway and the ceiling and the wood trim and tomorrow I'm tackling the railing, but I totally didn't even start on the dining room. Also, I spent another 60 bucks at home depot. I needed more paint *hands* Also, it's really tough painting with fifty million animals trying to see what you're doing and rubbing up against just painted walls and doorjambs and generally just being assholes.

Expect a soundtrack for The Perfect Man and William's House of Orphans this week, so that's something. I wish I could promise you fic, except the next Supersaturation installment is far from done, and my brain doesn't seem to want to write anything else.

Oh my god, it's Saturday night and we just finished watching a movie and now I want to go to bed, how pathetically old am I??

I think there should be a fic where Brendon gets some sort of exotic pet like a tree sloth or a wallaby and Spencer spends the whole time trying to talk him out of having it in the house or something, especially since it keeps eating all the fruit roll-ups (they can't be good for it, right?) and stares at Spencer when he sleeps. Wild animals + Brendon + disgruntled Spencer = pretty sweet.