it knows its lines, it's well-rehearsed

Gingerbread Lattes are back at our friendly downtown Starbucks, and though sadly it was not made at the hands of Ryan One-of-Three, it tasted no less of the season and the Great Vat of Good each and every little drop of it comes from than usual.

( Coffee and board games two nights in a row, you say? *glee* )

( Two songs, a rec, and does anyone want to come to the Scissor Sisters show at the Orlando House of Blues with me at the end of next month? )

The Darkness have allegedly sold so many band logo-emblazoned thongs, their most popular item of merchandise, they claim they can finance their next LP on those proceeds alone. Bwah!

I risked life, limb, and much pain by foot-on-thumbtack to string Christmas lights around the periphery of my room a few weeks ago. I am now a very, very glad cookie I did just that. Ambient lighting at its cheeriest.

Oh, JC. JC. What am I to do with you? That beard and frilly lapeled jacket together is just darling, and as much as I adore the curls, the new short hair is working for you in a mighty big way. Rock on.

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