Everyone should have the mail day I did!

Justin on the cover of The Advocate from all those months ago! Pretty pictures of us pretty girls from Orlando and New York! And! And! Forwarded Challenge tickets! Whee! I was so nervous that they'd somehow get lost in that shuffle, but eee! In my hands!

I'm actually holding my breath that the boys will perform at halftime. I really, really am. There's no reason on this wide green earth why they shouldn't, and as such, I'll develop the lung capacity to make good.

Washed my car today, for the first time in longer than I'm willing to cop to. It's so shiny! I love it so.

Just finished Lois' Still Here. Will not cry, will not cry, will not cry.

Uh, that was about it. Challenge! Eee!

Day Sixteen

In celebration of getting Challenge tickets in the mail and the announcement of this year's player lineup, I present our illustrious Mr. Chasez making indecent proposals to the slightly more notorious Mr. Simon Rex way back on the occasion of JC's birthday.



I love photography. Context schmontext, they're going to find a men's room.

The Way We Grow Old by Rhys

JC put a thumb on Joey’s lips. When Joey opened his eyes, JC nodded and combed back Joey’s hair with his fingers. “I think that’s a good idea, Joe. We can fly back on weekends.”

“Look at you with the ‘we,’” Joey said, grinning.

JC smiled and touched Joey’s cheek. “Look at us,” he said.

I won't be the first to rec this, but it's just as well that everyone does. Every pairing should have a good "wallow." This is theirs.