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I've been infiltrated.
Finally had a chance to listen to the new JC songs. First of all, I have no clue at all why Right There wasn't on the album and the one in line for second single (though the new rumors that it may be Come To Me - other than it not being a radio-format-friendly song, it's a solid choice. Who knows? Change the world, JC. I would follow.)
Anyone else think Slept With My Best Friend is an odd hybrid of She Got Me and Mercy?
For the record, no crit I ever have regarding any of JC's songs ever applies to the bridge. Ever. That man's bridges go straight to my nucleus accumbens. *fizzle*
I may have written a song yesterday morning, quite possibly a ripoff of Garbage's Wicked Ways as far as lyrical structure. But yeah, my first ever, done in fifteen minutes and saved only by virtue of its tongue-in-cheek title. But saved! Still not something anyone will ever see, but pretty cool. Random, but cool.
The Lynncest+JC fic, if ever finished, might never see the light of day. I'm writing the words and some part of my brain is always going, 'Wow, I had no idea you had it in you.' Uh, apparently, I did. Huh.
Miranda and I had dinner with my co-worker, Staci, and Natalie, the two girls we'll be living with next year. Mexican food, margaritas, and a tableful of smart, funny girls - yeah, just as good a time as you'd think.
Word is there is to be an office picnic! We're going to divide into teams based on departments and have contests! This is going to be probably pathetic but fun and good thing she mentioned it, because it's April 17th - I was going to fly out the 16th.
Speaking of the trip - California and Vegas (Vegas, baby! It's such an automatic reaction now, usually a bit too loud and accompanied by devil horns!) How flippin' excited am I? 'Outrageously' tries to sum it up, but falls woefully short.
Oh, and GIP. Best friends, man. You show me when Lance smiles like he does when Joey's by his side.
Also, Milkshake needs to diiie. Or at least get far, far away from my brain, in which it has festered for much too long.
Anyone else think Slept With My Best Friend is an odd hybrid of She Got Me and Mercy?
For the record, no crit I ever have regarding any of JC's songs ever applies to the bridge. Ever. That man's bridges go straight to my nucleus accumbens. *fizzle*
I may have written a song yesterday morning, quite possibly a ripoff of Garbage's Wicked Ways as far as lyrical structure. But yeah, my first ever, done in fifteen minutes and saved only by virtue of its tongue-in-cheek title. But saved! Still not something anyone will ever see, but pretty cool. Random, but cool.
The Lynncest+JC fic, if ever finished, might never see the light of day. I'm writing the words and some part of my brain is always going, 'Wow, I had no idea you had it in you.' Uh, apparently, I did. Huh.
Miranda and I had dinner with my co-worker, Staci, and Natalie, the two girls we'll be living with next year. Mexican food, margaritas, and a tableful of smart, funny girls - yeah, just as good a time as you'd think.
Word is there is to be an office picnic! We're going to divide into teams based on departments and have contests! This is going to be probably pathetic but fun and good thing she mentioned it, because it's April 17th - I was going to fly out the 16th.
Speaking of the trip - California and Vegas (Vegas, baby! It's such an automatic reaction now, usually a bit too loud and accompanied by devil horns!) How flippin' excited am I? 'Outrageously' tries to sum it up, but falls woefully short.
Oh, and GIP. Best friends, man. You show me when Lance smiles like he does when Joey's by his side.
Also, Milkshake needs to diiie. Or at least get far, far away from my brain, in which it has festered for much too long.
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Well, thank ye kindly ma'am fer tellin' ::tips hat::.
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Thank you for offering, though, hon ^_^.