Last night I was indoctrinated into the cult of Franz Ferdinand Live by [livejournal.com profile] eleanor_lavish, [livejournal.com profile] rossetti, [livejournal.com profile] schyuler, and [livejournal.com profile] thegayboyfriend. I liked their music but I didn't get it. Now it get it.

Tonight is a birthday party my sister organized for me. It's at a little hipster place downtown with very specific (and stressful) reservation policies which equals a handful of us for dinner and a larger group for drinks after. A few people I haven't seen for a loooooooong time are expected to show as well as the people I harass every time I come to NY. It's a lovely way to turn 30.

I come bearing a Sam/Dean rec passed along by mickeym:

Conversations Over the Front Seat by JDSampson

Sam shifted. His knee bumped the steering wheel and not for the first time in his life he cursed being so tall. "Okay, so maybe I think about it." Words so very soft in the night.

This is mind numbingly hot. I apparently have a kink for every single element of this story.

And, of course, happiest of birthday wishes to [livejournal.com profile] lotusmoppet! I hope you have a wonderful day!
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