Goodbye I'm leaving this house and this country for home.

[annakovsky]

I've been perpetually in a weird emo-ish mood lately, where I'm like a big bundle of twitchy feelings I don't know what to do with. Well, channeling them into writing fanfiction is all I really know to do with my feelings anymore, but unfortunately I can't do that all day long.

It's just rough -- I've been having to tell everyone I know here that I'm moving away, and it's a big bummer, and every time I see the 83 bus I get a little pang, weirdly enough, and even though I think the move is going to be really good in the long run, right now I'm sad. Also, it's rainy and I'm listening to sad songs all the time, and I am very susceptible to the pathetic fallacy.

Anyway, here are the three songs I have on repeat right now, two of which are sad and one of which is peppiness personified, so they don't go together at ALL but I can't help it. One is Jonas Brothers, one is from the finale of Life, and one is from a Band of Brothers vid... which probably represents the headspace I'm in at pretty much all times fairly accurately.

More than Alive, Hayden
Street Light Halos, Jeffrey Foucault
Live to Party, Jonas Brothers

Also, Life got canceled and I'm bummed. :(

Also, I'm bored. I'm copyediting the world's most boring philosophical article and I can't focus at all. Someone come in here and talk to me about how Pam and Ryan should do it, or how Reese and Crews should do it, or how Nick Jonas and Lewis Nixon should do it or something.

Comments

[moireach.livejournal.com]

God, maybe they all go out to dinner together every Wednesday night, to keep the memories alive.

!!! FIC THIS.

[annakovsky.livejournal.com]

Why do I just want the three of them to be friends forever? IT'S JUST WHAT I WANT. Also, how is YOUR fic coming?

[irishmizzy.livejournal.com]

GOD, IT'S ALL I'VE EVER WANTED. For the past few months, at least.

(I bet Pam gets sick of Jim and Dwight bickering all day every day pretty quickly and she spends a lot of time wishing she were sitting over by Ryan, where it's quiet. She'd even suffer through all those crappy youtube video sounds coming from his computer if it meant she didn't have to hear round #924 of I Am A Robot/No, You Are Not/I Swear To You I Am.)

[annakovsky.livejournal.com]

AUGH, she totally does. She keeps making up excuses to go over to Ryan's desk, and then starts thinking about what she could give Meredith to get her to trade seats with her.

Every once in awhile, Pam brings something like grapes in her lunch, and Ryan'll catch her eye when she's eating them at her desk and open his mouth, and it's weird how she can still throw things at him with dead-on accuracy.