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I am going to keep this picture open in a tab in Firefox until the day I die.

Strangely enough, despite the fact that my morning started with me driving all the way to work with my emergency brake still on (?!? how do I even function in society, seriously) and progressed to sitting in dog piss and getting my face splashed with dirty bleach water, this day has actually been pretty good.

I was taking a walk around the neighborhood this evening, and it started to sprinkle a little on me. I looked to my left and the Wasatch Mountains were standing against a backdrop of dark blue cloud cover, and I looked to my right and the sun was setting over the Salt Lake Valley, all pink and blue because of dispersing clouds. It was all so beautiful and surreal-looking that I just wanted to shout "Fuck!" at the top of my lungs. I did not, but if I were writing fanfiction about myself I would have screamed, stripped off my shirt, then sprinted topless across the field in the back of my old middle school and ran all the way home. Because that's just how fanon!Zee rolls. What is the fanon version of yourself like?

So speaking of getting all corny over friendships (what, I wasn't? whatever), guys, I don't know that I give gigantic enough love in this LJ. It's a special lady that I can talk to about Patrick/Dirty mpreg one minute and Pete, Bert and Gerard as precogs (not an AU) the next. She lets me ramble at her about music, she sang Panic's new song to me over voicemail when I was stuck on a Greyhound, she puts up with me when I can do nothing but quote lyrics from The Bravery's 'Split Me Wide Open' in all-caps. Almost every time we talk we end up creating another awesome universe or piece of special crack or discovering a whole new aspect of Frank/Bob that is awesome. I'm just super pleased that we became friends. Many harts, Ceej!