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ficbyzee: a;sldkfjlj. I should just accept that I have a near-crippling crush on Bob Bryar and try to live my life. a;sdlkfj;j. Bob.

That like, sums up the last three weeks of my life. :/ :/ I do not want to write a paper about Theodore Roosevelt :/ :/ It is so hot that I haven't worn a shirt at home in a week and a half :/ :/ I want to make a career out of talking about Bob Bryar's lip ring, okay.

It's so hot that it makes sitting in bed with my computer on my lap difficult, because the computer just heats up too fast. Where can I lodge a formal protest about this? You suck, Oregon.

This is one of those posts where, I'll be honest, I don't actually have anything to say, I just feel like hitting 'Post to ficbyzee'. So, hey, here! This was Brendon Urie's favorite song in his sophomore year of high school. This is a fact and nothing you can say will make it untrue. Playmate Of The Year by Zebrahead.

Mondays, man. Why has no one uninvented them yet?

edit: Because misspamela told me to, hey look, manflesh! And womanflesh. Add your own. Admire the hotness. Mmm.

edit2: Sweet fucking christ. starstillwonder, I think we accidentally created this with our minds. Does this mean Ashlee will really be Yono in every way, including breaking up the band? :0 I AM DISTRAUGHT.