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Gotta post later with more details, but life has been crazy. Previous owners half-assed a lot of things in this house, so we're running around trying to fix things before they get to the point of disaster. This is why my fic has been delayed. I have the next chapter finished but still need to beta it and make sure I'm happy with the scene with Greta, but I have no clue when that will happen as the next couple weeks will be dominated by lots of hard work building decks, replacing flooring, and gardening...not to mention dealing with a very clingy baby.

Meanwhile, the FOB show was...I'd like to say it was awesome, but dude, having never been to a FOB show in America, I guess I didn't realise how douchey their fans were. We waited in line for 12 hours, were easily within the first hundred people, and somehow managed to end up about 9 rows back. We worked our way forward and when we got near the barricade found out that most of the people who were ahead of us had literally arrived when the doors opened and were let in from the back of the line--not because they knew anyone, but because the event staff decided it was okay to do this immediately to expedite the entry process. It was really disappointing, especially as they stood there gloating about it. Some of the others at the barricade got in because they were friends with people who worked at the venue or shit like that. Nothing necessarily wrong with that, but several of them mentioned that "yeah, they liked some of FOB's stuff." Seriously? You know the singles, and you know someone who works here, and you're such a giant douche that you'll ditch in front of the people who have been waiting in the baking hot sun all day to get to the front where you, I SHIT YOU NOT, texted friends for about the first 20 minutes of the FOB set. I was intentionally hurt by several guys who were way taller and way bigger than me in an effort to do what, I don't know, since they were already in my row, so it wasn't like getting in front of me would get them any closer, what the actual fuck??

Still, I met some awesome people in line, a group of 16-18 year olds who thought I was 22 (bless them) and who are in their own band (they played me a couple songs and I actually enjoyed it, though they've got a ways to go). They were fun and awesome. We played card games and made up our own rules, sang along to all of the fall out boy catalogue on their phone and my kindle, shared donuts, etc. Afterwards, I got to meet Pete, Patrick, and Joe and got their autographs on my ticket and the new shirt I'd purchased, and got a picture with Patrick. Pete was so friendly, it was a shock. I've met him twice before and he was sort of closed off, surly, or sad-seeming, but he was so cheerful and kind and earnestly happy to be talking to and signing for fans, and taking selfies with their cameras. That boy. And Patrick, oh. All of that I said about Pete, to the 10th. Joe, on the other hand, while not unkind, seemed like he was so high he'd gotten lost on the way to the bus and somehow ended up signing things? Maybe? He hopes it was nothing legally binding. Oh, that boy.
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