Slow Motion

Thank you, Holly. omgzz.

So, I'm at the library, waiting for my social worker to get back to her office, right?...
Well, now I'm being told that she is with my dad, at my house, about to pack all of my shit and move me out.
Oh! Even better news! I have an entirely different social worker now (and I have never met her before...), and my father isn't telling me where all of my stuff is going!

Holy shit. Why am I in a state up constant fuck-up.

Actually, for Michelle. I have the worst sense of humor on the planet. But at least Michelle lolz@me.

And BECAUSE she lolz@me, here's a Gabe Saporta picspam, just for her.

Gabe wants you... TO CLICK THE CUT!

( If the world is ending, I'm throwing the partyyyy! )

Title has nothing to do with anything.
I think this calls for a TMI post. Even though no one's going to do it because I have no LJ friends rly.



NOMNOMNOMM

HELLO, ANYONE THAT READS MY LIVEJOURNAL, WHICH IS, I THINK, 4 PEOPLE. IF EVEN.

I would thoroughly enjoy it if, itt, you could picspam me with photos of Vinnie Accardi. Of Brand New. I don't know why I made that into two sentences, probably for. Dramatic effect. Dunuhhhhhhh!
So, yes. That is my request. Please... grant my wish.

If you don't know who Vinnie Accardi is, please try anyway.

( Some examples... )
THANKS!

Also, on an untrelated note...

I'm at Iesha's. And it looks like I might be getting in to the Cute is What We Aim For show for free? I HOPE. If not... I'm still trying to come up with the cash. Haha

TODAY'S PICSPAM IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE INTERNET
AND IS SPONSORED BY ( LJ CUTS! )

HILAROUS!

( Alec patted Karley on the lower back and then tried to fuck her tightly, but without success. )

More photos of Alec Cyganowski.
I need my own computer so that I might be able to actually save these. Also saving you these terrible journal entries.

Fangirl, awaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy!

( Some Lady on TV: I mean, his job's not gonna keep him warm at night!... (Pause). Alec: Unless, like... he works the night shift at a molten steel factory. )

MYSPACE PICS
THX ALEC

( I LOVE LJ CUTS )

OH MY GOD. OKAY.

I LOVE THE DRABBLEMATIC.
HERE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVORITES AHAHAHAHA

( Read more... )

Alright. So I'm very ADD with my bands lately. And I sort of hate it, tbqmfh. But at least they all seem to be connected by FBR!

More Powerspace (likely mostly Alec, you know this, right?) picspam!

( Why can't he seem to hit his mark? )

Alright. So EVERYBODY has done this. But this is my first time.
Tonight, I hacked into Shaant's Facebook with a fake account.
And tonight, I am very excited about the motherload of photos.

Also, Michelle and I had a Camp Rock party last night. I will never be the same. Soooo awesome.

ON WITH THE PICSPAM!

( Who will I be? )

I was listening to Danger: Radio today, and talking to Krystal on MSN.
It brought teh lolz.
( I enjoy LJ cuts waaaay too much. )

More Alec picspam. I have 27 minutes to do this so hopefully I get some gewd shitz. I already feel as if this is going to have very few photos, as well... hahaha

( My feet are shuffling... )

I went to the Cute is What We Aim For concert last night... wow. Alright. So it was actually probably the most fun I've had during a concert in a very long time. I was sung to a lot, which was awesome. Andrew De Torres of Danger Radio even caressed me awkwardly, and we had a sing-a-long to Oasis later. It was fun times.
My favorite band that played last night was probably Powerspace. And I definitely fell in love with Alec Cyganowski the moment he opened his mouth.

So, here's a picspam. I think it'll mostly be Alec but you never know, it might be the whole band. I haven't quite decided.

( I Met My Best Friend in Prague )

HELLO.
This is an Andrew VanWyngarden picspam.
Enjoi.

( Weekend Wars... )

My hair was such a fail on Tuesday after going to the beach and being in the water. Worst part of all of this is that everyone I was with was 43526256 times prettier than me. It made me feel disgusting.

( Shlong? More like a shlort. )

Title: You Don't Even Need This Job
Author: yoshimotourie
Rating: NC-17 maybe.
Pairing: Joe/OFC (unnamed)
Summary: Working until closing at a trendy clothing store sometimes has it's perks.
Disclaimer: Don't own, not real.
Author's Notes: Here's the Joe fic that I mentioned in my last post. I'm much more proud of it. It was inspired by my roomate, once again, but this time, it all had to do with pants. I still don't quite remember what the conversation was, but I believe it had to do with Joe basically having every color of jeans possible. Then this started to form in my head. Also, the title comes from an inside joke with some friends... I thought it would work out well as the title. Enjoy! ^___^

( Ignoring everything I've ever heard about serial killers usually being attractive young males, I thought, he doesn't look like a criminal, what's the harm? )

Title: Straight to Bed
Author: yoshimotourie
Rating: Maybe R?
Pairing: Kevin/OFC (unnamed)
Summary: I think we'd all love the chance to straighten Kevin's curls.
Disclaimer: Don't own, not real.
Author's Notes: Okay. So this is my first time posting a fic on here, I hope you all love it. I'm terrible at writing "you" stories, so I wrote an "I" one. That's how a lot of mine are. But her name is not mentioned, making it much easier to imagine it's... well... you! Aside from that, I guess I have to say that this is NOT my favorite of my fics. I'm a much bigger fan of this Joe/OFC that I recently wrote, and will be posting VERY soon.

Special thanks goes to my roomate, Krystal. She gave me this plot and I am suuure glad that she did. ^_^

( I took one look at Kevin's currently half-straightened, half-curly hair and couldn't stifle a laugh. )

Title: We Tend to Die Young [1/?]
Author: yoshimotourie
Rating: NC-17 overall, for extreme violence, drug use, and sexual content.
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
POV: Third, Ryan-centric.
Summary: I guess I didn't mean it, but man, you should've seen it... his flesh explode.
Disclaimer: I do not own any member of Panic at the Disco. I do not own any lyrics I may quote. I own nothing. This isn't even my computer, and I technically don't have a house, either. Love.
Author Notes: This is my first story that I'm posting publicly on ANY community, EVER. So please be gentle. ^_^
Also, the title/summary comes from the song "Slow Down" by Third Eye Blind.
[More A/N's at the end of the chapter.]


( Chapter One )