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asimplechordSo, I had an entire post typed, and Firefox ATE IT.
+ I'm still LOLing over the fact that in this listing of critics' pics for 2008, Panic At The Disco are sandwiched between Metallica and Nickelback.
+ Somehow, I have become de-acclimated to working in a cold room all day. I don't know how I managed to spend days working in one as a grad student, because after a half-hour now, my hands are red (red enough to see through latex gloves, even) and uncooperative to the point that I can't do fine pipette work or even snap-close my eppendorf tubes. I AM NOT AMUSED. I have an entire series of experiments that requires extended cold room time. >:?
+ In my final complaint (perhaps, depending on how bitchy I'm feeling later), I have to ask: DO DRIVERS IN HOUSTON NOT LEARN HOW TO NEGOTIATE FOUR WAY STOPS? Seriously, is it taught here that a rolling stop into such an intersection suffices, and it doesn't matter if someone (or multiple someones) already present has the right-of-way? That has happened to me FIVE TIMES IN THE LAST TWO DAYS. WTF, people?
+ I'm still LOLing over the fact that in this listing of critics' pics for 2008, Panic At The Disco are sandwiched between Metallica and Nickelback.
+ Somehow, I have become de-acclimated to working in a cold room all day. I don't know how I managed to spend days working in one as a grad student, because after a half-hour now, my hands are red (red enough to see through latex gloves, even) and uncooperative to the point that I can't do fine pipette work or even snap-close my eppendorf tubes. I AM NOT AMUSED. I have an entire series of experiments that requires extended cold room time. >:?
+ In my final complaint (perhaps, depending on how bitchy I'm feeling later), I have to ask: DO DRIVERS IN HOUSTON NOT LEARN HOW TO NEGOTIATE FOUR WAY STOPS? Seriously, is it taught here that a rolling stop into such an intersection suffices, and it doesn't matter if someone (or multiple someones) already present has the right-of-way? That has happened to me FIVE TIMES IN THE LAST TWO DAYS. WTF, people?
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Date: 2009-01-03 12:58 am (UTC)Rolling stops make sense in some situations... not the four-way you described, but some situations.
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-03 01:08 am (UTC)We have had a couple nearby that were converted from four-ways to lights for that same reason.
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:01 am (UTC)Boo on cold working environments!
And boo on people who don't understand four way stops! That happens here, too, it's so frustrating!
How would you feel about more barista!jon fic?
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-03 02:59 am (UTC)“Green, Bden, that means go.”
Brendon shakes his head and flashes a distracted smile at Jon before stepping lightly on the gas. “Sorry.”
Jon smiles, that warm, easy smile that always brightens Brendon’s day. “And just what are you woolgathering about? Or do I even want to know?”
Brendon hesitates. Jon may or may not actually want to know, but Brendon wants even less to tell him, since the subject of his daydreaming is Jon’s best friend. “Hey, did you know there are only twelve days left until my birthday. Twelve days, JonWalker! I hope you have something awesome planned for me, because you so owe me after getting me a fucking triangle for Christmas.” Okay, so Brendon had totally asked for that triangle, but still. He’s trying to change the subject. “Oh, I know! It’s my birthday, but you should invite that Spencer guy you’re always talking with at work. He’s totally hot for you.”
Jon’s cheeks turn the slightest bit pink, which Brendon thinks is adorable, and refuses to say anything about what he has planned. Brendon thinks about maybe pouting a little, tossing some puppydog eyes and a little playful begging in Jon’s direction, but he knows that Shane and Jon are excited about whatever they’ve been scheming. He likes it when they’re happy, so he can wait and be surprised.
Well, he’s gotten better at waiting since he met Jon. Jon is totally a tease sometimes. He always tries to tell Brendon that delayed gratification can make things so much better, and Brendon usually tries to wait for little things just to keep Jon happy. Then again, Brendon was waiting forfuckingever to meet not-imaginary-Tom, and that was totally worth the wait.
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Date: 2009-01-03 03:00 am (UTC)“Hi! I thought that was you!” He turned his mega-watt smile on Ryan and held his hand out. “Hi, Spencer’s friend, I’m Brendon.”
“Ryan,” Ryan answered, shifting his grasshoppers to his left hand so he could shake with Brendon.
“So, Spencer,” Brendon said, turning his attention away from Ryan with another smile, “Jon and I were just talking about you this morning. He and Shane are throwing me a surprise party for my birthday next weekend.”
“How is it a surprise party if you know about it?” Ryan asked.
“Oh, I know about the existence of a party,” Brendon clarified. “But the details are a surprise. Jon won’t tell me anything about when or where or what kind of fun things he has planned. He won’t even tell me what kind of cake they’re getting, but that’s because he’s mean. And a tease. Whatever, the point is, you should totally get the details from Jon so you can come. You too, Ryan.”
Spencer thinks Brendon may be a little crazy – even if he doesn’t know that Spencer’s having illicit thoughts about his boyfriend, he really doesn’t even know Spencer at all – and glances in Ryan’s direction, hoping to share a “what a nutcase” look with Ryan.
Ryan, the traitor, looks at Brendon thoughtfully for a moment. “Can I bring my girlfriend?”
“Of course! The more the merrier!” Brendon frowns suddenly. “You don’t have a girlfriend, too, do you, Spence?”
Spencer shakes his head and Brendon’s smile is back in full force. “Cool. So I’ll see you there, then. I gotta run now; I’ve got a date with a hot photographer.”
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Date: 2009-01-03 03:09 am (UTC)♥
So, Spencer is totally CONVINCED now that Brendon's "hot photographer" date is with Jon, right? And he'll feel like he doesn't want to go to the party but he can't NOT go, and when Brendon's there FLIRTING WITH TOM, collecting birthday kisses from everyone, he's gonna be cranky and defensive, because *JON*, what is Brendon *thinking*?
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Date: 2009-01-03 04:34 am (UTC)On Thursday, though, Spencer gets stuck on a phone call, and ends up taking his break late. There is no line when he gets to Jon’s store, and Jon is standing at the counter, chatting with Frank-from-accounting. He looks up and smiles when he sees Spencer.
“Hey! I didn’t think you were gonna make it; I was sending your coffee with Frank.”
Frank smirks at Spencer as he passes him a cup. “I got some numbers with my name on them. We still on for lunch, Spence?”
Spencer nods, in both thanks and acknowledgement, and watches Frank walk out the door. He turns back to ask if Frank paid for his coffee, but Jon is no longer behind the counter.
Jon is in front of him with his own cup of coffee, gesturing at the empty tables by the window. “You’re just in time to join me for my break,” Jon says with a smile.
Spencer smiles back – really, how could he be expected to not smile at Jon – and follows him over to take a seat. “So, I ran into Brendon the other day at the grocery store. He invited me and Ryan to his birthday party, but said I had to get the details from you.”
Jon laughs. “I swear, sometimes Brendon is twelve years old. One of these years, Shane and I aren’t going to plan something and he’s going to be devastated. I’ll give you my address; come by on Saturday around eight.” He takes a receipt out of his pocket and scribbles his address on the back of it, grinning at Spencer as he passes it over. “Of course, if you wanna come over earlier and help me scramble with last minute details, you’re more than welcome.”
“I’m excellent with details, so maybe.” Spencer notices Jon’s cell number on the slip of paper before he tucks it in his pocket. “What do you have planned? Brendon sounded pretty excited about it.”
“Brendon’s pretty excited by everything. As long as there’s alcohol, music, and people, he’ll be happy. Although we do have a surprise this year. My friend William knows a guy, has a little group called Cobra Starstrippers. I cannot wait to see Brendon’s face.”
“Uh, you’re getting him strippers?”
“Well, they’re more like half-naked dancers or something, but yeah. Brendon’s gonna love it.”
“Yeah, if you say so.” Spencer’s kinda skeptical. He thinks that he wouldn’t appreciate it very much if his boyfriend got him strippers for his birthday, but then again he doesn’t have a boyfriend and maybe Jon and Brendon’s relationship is like that. “So, I’m off work tomorrow and have to go help Ryan pick out an anniversary present. Give me an idea for something for Brendon?”
“Dude, he is so easy to please. Not that you have to actually get him anything, just show up.”
“What did you get him?” Spencer really isn’t sure he wants to know, but he can’t help but ask.
“I framed some photos I took that he liked. He and Shane just got a new apartment; he needs pictures for the walls.”
I’ve got a date with a hot photographer. Oh. “I didn’t realize you were a photographer.”
“I’ll show you some of my work when you come over on Saturday.” Jon glances up at the counter and waves at the girl watching him expectantly. “I gotta get back to work before Jamia grinds me up with the coffee beans or something. You should give me your number, since I have yours now.”
“Yeah, yeah, of course.” Spencer scribbles his number on the side of his now-empty cup and hands it to Jon. “I’ll see you Saturday.”
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Date: 2009-01-03 04:42 am (UTC)The Cobra Starstrippers, YESSSSSSSS! Gabe would TOTALLY be a stripper. But he would not like it if William volunteered to work for him.
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Date: 2009-01-03 04:47 am (UTC)Gabe and his little band of strippers is gonna be the highlight of Bden's night. I mean, between the shiny and the naked and the awesome, how could anyone resist that? They have a whole little act that they do (I'm pretty sure that part of it involves Alex and Ryland starting in button downs and ties and then "helping" each other strip).
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Date: 2009-01-03 05:00 am (UTC)He's got nothing, though, in comparison to Alex and Ryland together.
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-03 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-03 02:09 am (UTC)Prety much. Don't go to College Station; they are even fail-ier at 4-way stops than Houstonians.
(Funny story: when I was taking driver's ed, the instructors were not...the best. We drove Mustang GTs, right? On the freeway lesson, I was told, "Put your foot down as hard as you can on the onramp." "...really?" "Yes!" So I did, and got to 90 [when the speed limit was 55!] before the instructor/high school PE coach was like, "Ok! Good job!" Oh my god, I am so surprised no one died from that driver's ed school.)
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Date: 2009-01-03 08:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-03 10:41 pm (UTC)