Justin Month, Day Sixteen

The colors, the pose - all new-generation Sinatra. Boy's a class act in every way. Contrary to recent allegations here. ;)

One True Soul Desire by stubbleglitter

Justin scratches his thumbnail against the label until it peels away. His life seems stupid, sometimes. Meandering and pointless and unconnected, no plot, no outline. Just flash. If he were a movie, he’d walk out on himself.

Uhm, I really liked this story. Poignant and beautiful and so Justin come to mind, but as I can sometimes be ragingly inadequate, nothing much else coherent. So, with apologies to Maggie, y'all should go read.

If you're not having fun, what's the point?

I'm turning twenty-one in less than two weeks, and didn't even realize it until isilya reminded me. Honestly haven't thought about it. But, legality! I've gotten all the underage drinking that I wanted/am gonna get away with out of my system, so it really won't be a hassle to just be able to flash my ID and get what I want, no covert ops necessary.

I wrote a two-and-a-half page paper in about an hour and a half between classes today. Managed to entertain myself by referencing both Independence Day and The X-Files though the paper had exactly nothing to do with aliens. Sometimes, you gotta look out for the amusement of #1 though.

Stats test tonight went off without too much frazzlement, but that's entirely thanks to the patience of xalxuffasch, who is a king among men. He sat with my woefully incompetent ass for two hours and taught me everything we've done for the past two weeks. For you see, this is my secret shame. I've been in an accelerated math program since the sixth grade, but I can't actually do math. It requires many hours of detailed explanations and doing problems and a tolerant soul willing to put up with my frustration and still not getting the concept the second time around. Yes, with math, it really is third time's the charm for me.

Looks like I'm recycling last semester's MMC article for this week's venture. Which, no, not good, but this just wasn't my week in that department, and with one o'clock will dawn a new beginning.

pop_tarts is writing a righteous Lynn/Lance bodyswitching fic that's gonna be Lambs and Lynn/Chris, and possibly something else as well, and I'm all awibble with anticipation, wrongness be damned. Encourage the madness.

Congrats to Justin on his AMA nods. Hey, evil it may be, but good work is good work, even when it's the devil's. ;)

So, Aaron Carter? If it wasn't the Elvis outfit, he may have irreparably endeared himself to me with this lyric from I Would, courtesy of amuse139: Scully and Mulder / they were made for each other. Sigh. My very first fandom. Good times.

They tell me it's Hiatus Day 506, and I should be commemorating. I love *NSYNC, and would give my eyeteeth, as the expression goes, to have the chance to experience them live for myself, if only just once. I love the people they've brought me to and am a happier person for their music. I live in hope because there's just no other way I can imagine being. I'm in this for the long haul.

It vexes me greatly that all downloading capabilities have been unceremoniously wrenched from me and I therefore cannot partake of the friendslist-wide Hits According to Chasez playlist. Roxanne! How absurdly giggly and twelve did I get? You'll never know. ;)

( The List, with my own unsolicited $0.02. )

Sometimes, JC Chasez renders me gibbering and utterly overwhelmed. He's pretty much laid waste to this entry.