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Aug. 28th, 2010 02:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commotiocordisPost about ALEXANDRIA BEING SORT OF DRUNK and GOING TO A PARTY WHERE THERE WAS A REALLY HOT GUY WHO LOOKED LIKE A HOTTER DRACO MALFOY but the party was called "the Big Gay Bash" so you can guess how that (didn't) go to maybe follow if I ever actually write it.
For instant, because I need to squee somewhere, MY GAYDAR IS STILL AWESOME.
Lab partner last spring for 521 (whom I'd actually met in a class the year before, but didn't really remember besides vague recognition because I fail) whom I'd gotten to be pretty good friends with, name of Eric. First, thought he was gayyyyyyy (and thus sort of cute because I am broken). Then, we friended each other on Facebook, and he had "likes women" or whatever on there, so I was like "Oh. :?" But this summer, he'd sent me a few messages on FB with comments about my going to Adam Lambert, and if I'd gone to Lady Gaga, and how jealous he was, so I was all *marks him back in the probably!gay category*. And then he asked if I'd ever been to one of the gay clubs in town, so I was like *marks him in the almost definitely gay category*, but then I was kind of like "is this him telling me he's gay or is this him asking me if I am?".
CEMENTED. GAYYYYYY. Thanks to him hanging out with a friend from high school whom I followed to university (kind of literally--we were IMing a few years ago, and I was all "*angsts* idk where to go to school" and she was like "my school has good scholarships!" and I was like "ORLY? *googles* Ooh! *applies* *receives good scholarship* *attends*") at a gay bar and telling her that he's into boys. Hilarious, actually. Somehow, she (ETA: I'm totally talking aboutsaturn_hime, but forgot we were friends on here because I use it so rarely, sadface) was talking about Merlin and Arthur, two of our kittens, and mentioned my name, and he was like "Alexandria, as in [blah]?" and somehow she remembered me talking about the story of this boy whom I thought was gay and liked, and then found out was straight and was less interested, and then thought was gay again, and tweets at me about it!
And then there is talking, and making of plans for lunch together (meaning with she and he andbleakone because I'm lost without my blogger her), and now me dragging my ass to bed so I can mow the reallyreallyreallyneedsit (well, in about a 1.5 x 3 foot square in the front that actually gets sun) lawn before it's OVER NINE THOUSAND degrees outside.
. . . half an hour later
Seriously. Bed. I does it. (...maybe. In the middle of rereading some AWESOME canon!Holmes fic that I need to rec on fuckyeahslashrecs afuckingsap--there's this section of blatant orchestral music!erotica that I swear gets me hotter than anything ever in the history of me reading gay porn, because I do perceive music as this transcendent, makes-me-more-emotional-than-anything-ever force just like they [and others often] depict Sherlock doing in this piece.)
ETA: This isn't the Draco Malfoyiest (or the cutest, tbh) picture of Draco Malfoy hotgayboy, but HE'S HOLDING A BROOM. CONCLUSION: WIZARD.
For instant, because I need to squee somewhere, MY GAYDAR IS STILL AWESOME.
Lab partner last spring for 521 (whom I'd actually met in a class the year before, but didn't really remember besides vague recognition because I fail) whom I'd gotten to be pretty good friends with, name of Eric. First, thought he was gayyyyyyy (and thus sort of cute because I am broken). Then, we friended each other on Facebook, and he had "likes women" or whatever on there, so I was like "Oh. :?" But this summer, he'd sent me a few messages on FB with comments about my going to Adam Lambert, and if I'd gone to Lady Gaga, and how jealous he was, so I was all *marks him back in the probably!gay category*. And then he asked if I'd ever been to one of the gay clubs in town, so I was like *marks him in the almost definitely gay category*, but then I was kind of like "is this him telling me he's gay or is this him asking me if I am?".
CEMENTED. GAYYYYYY. Thanks to him hanging out with a friend from high school whom I followed to university (kind of literally--we were IMing a few years ago, and I was all "*angsts* idk where to go to school" and she was like "my school has good scholarships!" and I was like "ORLY? *googles* Ooh! *applies* *receives good scholarship* *attends*") at a gay bar and telling her that he's into boys. Hilarious, actually. Somehow, she (ETA: I'm totally talking about
saturn_hime, but forgot we were friends on here because I use it so rarely, sadface) was talking about Merlin and Arthur, two of our kittens, and mentioned my name, and he was like "Alexandria, as in [blah]?" and somehow she remembered me talking about the story of this boy whom I thought was gay and liked, and then found out was straight and was less interested, and then thought was gay again, and tweets at me about it! And then there is talking, and making of plans for lunch together (meaning with she and he and
bleakone because I'm lost without . . . half an hour later
Seriously. Bed. I does it. (...maybe. In the middle of rereading some AWESOME canon!Holmes fic that I need to rec on fuckyeahslashrecs afuckingsap--there's this section of blatant orchestral music!erotica that I swear gets me hotter than anything ever in the history of me reading gay porn, because I do perceive music as this transcendent, makes-me-more-emotional-than-anything-ever force just like they [and others often] depict Sherlock doing in this piece.)
ETA: This isn't the Draco Malfoyiest (or the cutest, tbh) picture of Draco Malfoy hotgayboy, but HE'S HOLDING A BROOM. CONCLUSION: WIZARD.
