Bygones

I've started to fics tonight. A Waycest and a Ray/Gerard. Yet the Waycest isn't going well and the Ray/Gerard is. This troubles me.

1. How far have you gone to see My Chemical Romance
Manchester/London, I'm not sure which is further from me though

2. Exclusive ticket access to events. Good thing or bad thing?
(specifically things like MCR are playing in the O2 arena in london and people who are on the O2 network get to buy tickets first)
Bad thing if I can't get them, good think if I can :P

3. Do you write fiction about the boys? Or if you don't do you read it?
Yes to both, massively

4. Mikey, is he coming back or not? Why do you think that is?
I think he is, because his brother loves him and we need Waycest to balance out the Ferard

5. Do you have an MCR tattoo? If not do you want one or are you like our Gee and scared of needles?
Not yet, but I do want one.

I might have fic to post soon.

All tomorrow daytime I'll be moving stuff and setting them up. First Star Wars figs and a few posters, then the old comp.

Do not want

Is there something in the ehads of Job Center people that actively requires them to be annoying? Ok, it's bad enough that every time I go in I have to think of stuff to say (most of the time I haven't had time to do too much causa the cancer, the sickness, nan and now moving), it's bad enough that you can only have two times of sickness and after which you have to start the whole thing over again. But now they've decided I need to go in for an interview with them.

This annoys me cause:
*It's in the morning the day I sign on (so I'll have to be up early and then be waiting around for 4 hours after they're done)
*They want paperwork (honestly, who writes down details about every single thing they do)
*Around then we'll have finished moving at last, so I'll be too tired to go

Bah I'm gonna call em to stop it.

For once I'm not woke up by kids/workmen/phone. Hurray!

I'm gonna call em, move things and then get back online in an hourish.

Edit: Ok, so I don't need proof and I hate the letter for wording it like that. Also it means I don't have to go to proper signing on.

Off again

Look at me, my depth perception must be off again,
Coz' this hurts deeper than I thought it did,
It has not healed with time...
It just shot down my spine.
You look so beautiful tonight,
Remind me how you laid us down,
And gently smiled,
Before you destroyed my life...

Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)
Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)

Look at me, my depth perception must be off again,
You got much closer than I thought you did,
I'm in your reach,
You held me in your hands...

But could you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)
Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)

Could you find, could you find in your heart?
(Could you find, could you let me rest in pieces)
Could you find, could you find in your heart?
(Could you find, could you let me rest in pieces)

The darkness is coming

A week on Tuesday is when the bed's will be moved and I'll be gone from here. I'm annoyed cause cause I assumed it would be days sooner, so everything that's been moved so far could have waited and everything that will be moved can be more spread out.

Plus, basically with everything been done the past few days my body's deciding to try and kill me. My body aches.

And yet mum still wants stuff moving tomorrow. I think I may kill her.

The only food left here is stuff that needs preparing, which isn't good when I ache this much.

Yay for tickets to see The Used and MCR.

I've slept for the past hour, and now I'm writing to finish fic and watching NCIS.

I remembered today that I used to want to be a lawyer.