Stuff!

Shall I get a permanent account? Hmm.

I've been keeping this journal pretty regularly for about sixteen months now, which is fifteen months longer than I expected. Payday's a couple of days away, so I have some time to think about it. Seeing how the only other extravagant purchase I'd been considering was this large tote...yes. We'll see. The bag in the picture to the left is the medium, the large is much bigger. Perfect for all the crap I tote back and forth to work! Same bag here, but it looks better in nubuck.

I have no clever segue for the next bit. Sorry. That said...

Justin, you doofus, I expected more out of you.

Yeah, you're young, running with a new crowd, yakkity shmakkity, but babe, I know your mama raised you better than that. I hope she gives you a couple of fast ones upside your head, 'cause you deserve it.

The next time you have the chance to be a man and not pander to the lowest common denominator? Take it. A man who doesn't kiss and tell is *much* more sexy than a himbo slut who blabs every detail for - and this is sad - some airplay. Just say no, J-baby, I know you can do it. And here's a smooch 'cause I still love you, you idiot. *smooch*

Didn't see the TRL appearance (work! boo hiss!), but I heard the infamous comment, and may even have saved the sound byte to my hard drive.

Justin! JC! Chris! Again, proof that these three have played sweaty, naked Twister and liked it. Yesssss. And what's with the out-of-nowhere JC mention? Justin doesn't usually do that, Chris is the one who can't stop yakking about his baby at every opportunity. Was Mr. Timberlake shushing the naysayers who've been spreading rumors that he and JC are pissed at each other? If so, that goes a long way toward soothing my irritation over the Britney comments. Thumbs up, Timberlake!

Ugh, time to get ready for work now. ::whimper::

LJ!Popstars making me happy! And writerly stuff!

Hey, must_be_pop popstars! I'm loving this and this. Eeee! Tender JC/Chris love stuff and then tender Lance/Chris love stuff. I'm swooning. I know you guys are teasing me and that you'll find some reason to end the Threesome of Lurve, but for now I'm enjoying it. Not even peeking through my fingers - though I probably should be. ;-)

In a writerly vein, I've decided that all WIPs shall be finished by the end of the year. It's ridiculous how long some of these things have been gathering dust. And now I should go off and be writerly in order to accomplish that goal.

::kicks at mental roadblocks::

Ahhhhh. Much better.

OK, LJ!popstars, you win.

To the LJ!Threesome Formerly of Lurve, now of Doom:

I hate you people. Seriously.

I've lost untold handfuls of hair because of your shenanigans. My life has been shortened considerably. I have wrinkles and a permanent frown line between my eyes.

Will they, won't they, JC wants this, JC wants that...I'm waving my white flag.

AAARRRGGGHHH!!!

You win. I'll just write my own threesome fic and ignore whatever you people are doing over there in the corner.

::glares at LJ!Threesome of (foxmonkey's) Doom::