random...i mean, happy birthday!

Houston, we have a soaking rain.

Good lord, I'm cheesy. It's not like I just woke up or something. I'm just cheesy in general.

I had a nightmare about Nsync tickets. Seriously. They're the only band that does this to me. I woke up scared to death because in my dream PJ (why the fuck would PJ be at Nsync anyway) refused to get the pit tickets because he thought they were crappy. He wanted the tickets by the side of the stage right outside the pit. So because of his asshole-yness I didn't get ANY tickets and I spent the concert sobbing outside. And this was after I had a long conversation with Chris during soundcheck and he was so sweet and nice and I didn't get to see his show. But in my dream they sang Queen Bitch during soundcheck so I was happy. But still! Such a freakin' nightmare and it was all PJ's fault!

Um. I would like to point out that it's a dream and I'm sorry that my subconcious decided to make you an asshole, PJ. I don't think you're an asshole. And really, I'm the one having issues if I have nightmares about the fact I don't have tickets, good or not, for a concert by a freakin' BOYBAND that I've already seen three times.

Also, I'm wearing super-comfortable new pants. They're cordoroy and khaki coloured and low rise and just great. I love pants.

Whee!

[does the I love pants dance]

Oh! And before I forget...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KODA!

May hippos, sparkly danceboys, and Orlando keep you company with your cupcakes and staplers and Dole bottle of Death.

[looks around for a gift]

Here!

[shoves JC's ass at Koda]

Enjoy!




Nothing says loving like the gift of Chasez booty.

random...i mean, happy birthday!

Houston, we have a soaking rain.

Good lord, I'm cheesy. It's not like I just woke up or something. I'm just cheesy in general.

I had a nightmare about Nsync tickets. Seriously. They're the only band that does this to me. I woke up scared to death because in my dream PJ (why the fuck would PJ be at Nsync anyway) refused to get the pit tickets because he thought they were crappy. He wanted the tickets by the side of the stage right outside the pit. So because of his asshole-yness I didn't get ANY tickets and I spent the concert sobbing outside. And this was after I had a long conversation with Chris during soundcheck and he was so sweet and nice and I didn't get to see his show. But in my dream they sang Queen Bitch during soundcheck so I was happy. But still! Such a freakin' nightmare and it was all PJ's fault!

Um. I would like to point out that it's a dream and I'm sorry that my subconcious decided to make you an asshole, PJ. I don't think you're an asshole. And really, I'm the one having issues if I have nightmares about the fact I don't have tickets, good or not, for a concert by a freakin' BOYBAND that I've already seen three times.

Also, I'm wearing super-comfortable new pants. They're cordoroy and khaki coloured and low rise and just great. I love pants.

Whee!

[does the I love pants dance]

Oh! And before I forget...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KODA!

May hippos, sparkly danceboys, and Orlando keep you company with your cupcakes and staplers and Dole bottle of Death.

[looks around for a gift]

Here!

[shoves JC's ass at Koda]

Enjoy!




Nothing says loving like the gift of Chasez booty.

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Home.

Um.

Not much more than that.

I have food.

And milk.

But no Dayse.

[pouts]

She needs to come back.

(no subject)

Home.

Um.

Not much more than that.

I have food.

And milk.

But no Dayse.

[pouts]

She needs to come back.