We're all stupid.

The whole lot of the human race is a monumental achievement in just how wrong something can turn out. And the worst part? We're like chocolate cookies with singed bottoms - no one can tell until they bite into us.

Lance was already awake when Joey woke up, sitting on the side of the bed, rubbing his hands over his knees. He turned when he felt Joey move, smiling a little, nervously. "Hi," he said.

"Hmm," Joey said. It was too early in the morning for this. It would always be too early for this.
-Favor by Synchronik


ETA: It ends well! Leave it to JC to be the only smart one. *hugs JC* Communication, honesty, and a flair for human nature. *squeezes JC some more* Love that boy.

slightly modified meme

Because the number Four is magic!

( would this be a quarterly report then? )

In other news, my love for Lance continues to deepen unchecked. I'm working up the will to do my laundry for our sojourn to Atlanta this weekend and giving consideration to what sharing a living space with someone like myself would be like other than neither of us having to walk home alone in the cold.

My Moment of Zen? Thirty-five vials of Bubonic plague were lost, then recovered, and now pose no risk of public safety. Ye-huh.