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grrleloquence has continued to slowly whittle away at my brain, where it's become a free-for-all of flowcharts and hypotheses of the most precarious house of cards ever built. It's very much like a physics equation, with about three new dimensions to consider.
Aah, Lance and his hobby of frequenting and being frequently photographed at gay clubs. Though, straight or gay, who could blame him? It's not my scene, but I'd much rather be dancing, to good music, looking at hot eye candy, and appreciating the overall mood of Colisseum than the crass and mostly boring men, teeth-gnashing music, and dismal aesthetics of 0:08 any day of the week.
Justin and Cameron look sweet together. I love that they're tall enough for each other; height differences don't do it for me in a big way.
I impressed a goodly-sized crowd and the gent at the bar sitting beside my mum with my mad DDR skillz. It's been much too long but luckily, it was American-version DDR, which I've played for hours at a stretch on the mat in my room. What?
The whole C.o.C.K. thing has me in stitches. Seriously man, it's one of those things I can't believe someone hadn't come up with a very long time ago. It's fantastic.
Speaking of all things fantastic, I saw Pirates again for either the fifth or sixth time. Am still firmly of the conviction that were the job not taken, I'd gladly marry Johnny Depp and have, like, a thousand of his babies. The happy thought's helping to keep my mind off of all the packing I have to do starting tomorrow. *whimper*
Marilyn Manson on Late Night with Conan O'Brien was a trip and a half. Conan in vampy lipstick? See, I think he'd do much better with some eyeliner instead, but damn if it wasn't fun watching him conduct the rest of his interview wearing it.
Rec! Lili Marlene by Betty Plotnick. Even sweeter because it's Justin and Briahna. So many lovely little moments, and the things Chris interjects are just what I'm thinking as I watch an interview with the boy. As accustomed and jaded as we may be about the phenomenon of La Timberlake, there really are certain undeniable grounds for it. Plus, Betty's Justin hates olives on his pizza as much as I do, which just makes good sense.
Haiku! Because, well, yeah.
not that we needed
a reminder but ain't he
pretty?) -while JC's
grrleloquence has continued to slowly whittle away at my brain, where it's become a free-for-all of flowcharts and hypotheses of the most precarious house of cards ever built. It's very much like a physics equation, with about three new dimensions to consider.Aah, Lance and his hobby of frequenting and being frequently photographed at gay clubs. Though, straight or gay, who could blame him? It's not my scene, but I'd much rather be dancing, to good music, looking at hot eye candy, and appreciating the overall mood of Colisseum than the crass and mostly boring men, teeth-gnashing music, and dismal aesthetics of 0:08 any day of the week.
Justin and Cameron look sweet together. I love that they're tall enough for each other; height differences don't do it for me in a big way.
I impressed a goodly-sized crowd and the gent at the bar sitting beside my mum with my mad DDR skillz. It's been much too long but luckily, it was American-version DDR, which I've played for hours at a stretch on the mat in my room. What?
The whole C.o.C.K. thing has me in stitches. Seriously man, it's one of those things I can't believe someone hadn't come up with a very long time ago. It's fantastic.
Speaking of all things fantastic, I saw Pirates again for either the fifth or sixth time. Am still firmly of the conviction that were the job not taken, I'd gladly marry Johnny Depp and have, like, a thousand of his babies. The happy thought's helping to keep my mind off of all the packing I have to do starting tomorrow. *whimper*
Marilyn Manson on Late Night with Conan O'Brien was a trip and a half. Conan in vampy lipstick? See, I think he'd do much better with some eyeliner instead, but damn if it wasn't fun watching him conduct the rest of his interview wearing it.
Rec! Lili Marlene by Betty Plotnick. Even sweeter because it's Justin and Briahna. So many lovely little moments, and the things Chris interjects are just what I'm thinking as I watch an interview with the boy. As accustomed and jaded as we may be about the phenomenon of La Timberlake, there really are certain undeniable grounds for it. Plus, Betty's Justin hates olives on his pizza as much as I do, which just makes good sense.
Haiku! Because, well, yeah.
not that we needed
a reminder but ain't he
pretty?) -while JC's
