Mar. 20th, 2011

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First of all: thank you guys all so much for your kindness and support on that last post &hearts I will be going back and answering all the comments tomorrow, when I am better rested and not as punchy, and less likely to say things like RAWR I AM AN EMOTIONAL VORTEX SUCKING UP ALL OF THE ENERGY RRRRRRRRRR.

In the meantime, today's episode of My Brother Is A Ridiculous Frat Boy and I Hope He Never Goes Back to His College Town:

Diamonds On The Soles of Her Shoes: *Plays*
Burro: Having diamonds on the soles of your shoes seems like it's kind of a waste of diamonds. Like, I'm sorry, but do something with that shit.
Me: Yeah, that's a bad investment policy, no doubt.
Burro: Well, and if you aren't going to do anything with them, give them away! There's a dude in this song whose whole job is to sing "a-wa a-wa," I bet he's not getting shit in royalty checks, and this bitch has diamond traction. That's some fucked up shit right there.
Me: That's actually a whole backup group from when Paul Simon recorded this song in South Africa, and actually the song is really about--
Burro: WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RANDOM FACTOID TO THROW IN MY FACE
Me: SOMETIMES PEOPLE LEARN THINGS ON THE INTERNET, JESUS
Burro: I'M TELLING A JOKE HERE
Me: WELL MAYBE IT SHOULD BE FUNNIER
Burro: WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE FUNNIER
Me: YOUR MOM
Burro: OUR MOM
Both: *Hysterical laughter*
Diamonds On The Soles of Her Shoes: *Continues to play*
Burro: I'm just saying, you know who I bet could use some diamonds? The dude who's empty as a pocket. He's empty as a pocket and she's just walking around on that shit! I would be pissed.
Me: Maybe he doesn't know?
Burro: You know who knows, though? Art motherfucking Garfunkel, that's who.
Me: ...
Burro: AND THAT MAN IS BITTER AS FUCK
gyzym: (OH STEVE)
BEFORE YOU READ THIS FIC, HERE IS AN AWESOME THING:



[livejournal.com profile] fic_kitty DID A STEVE/DANNY VID TO THE AVETT BROTHER'S SONG "I AND LOVE AND YOU." My fucking heart, you guys. Go tell her how fucking awesome she is, for serious.

In other news, here is...er, 2,000 words of plotless Steve/Danny fic that I wrote by accident this afternoon. Sometimes I fall in love with the words? I swear to god I'm working on stuff in which things, you know, actually happen. Title is from a willful mishearing of a line from the Florence & The Machine Song "Dog Days Are Over," because, whatever, I'm just like this, I don't know.

Title: the wild corners
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Danny hovers between wakefulness and sleep and feel likes an emptied conch--worn smooth where Steve has washed over him, flush with the faint echo of all the places they've touched.

the wild corners )

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