G to the IP!

And no, Joanne, I've no idea where that expression comes from, either. :)

New icon ("love") and changed two old ones (default and "work"):

default, ramblin' mind

bored, work

love, hug, squee

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Dude! I completely forgot I'd downloaded a bunch of baby!Sync footage a few eeks back! I have halfnaked!puppies on my HD! Squeee!

Edit: "Chris! Help! I'm drowning!" a)àç!("àçàç!"é(o *dead*

Edit2: "Y'all!" Why is that so hot?

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WTF?

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Melle: *mutter*
ChrisPuppet: ?
Melle: I am displeased!
Garfield mug: *is not to be found*
Melle: Dammit! I've had that thing for five years! I hope nobody broke it.
ChrisPuppet: :(
Coworker: Um. *holds up mug*
Melle: Thief!

Blah. Am not in very good mood today.

Linz' sentence is gonna be decided today. I so hope she gets the minimum sentence. *crosses fingers*

It's looking right cold out, which means I'll prolly not be able to go outside and write during lunch break. Le bah! Must think of some place to go sit and write in peace for an hour.

Argh! Why is my friends page all in Times New Roman over here, while it's Arial, as it's supposed to be, at home? Bitches!

*eyes PhotoShop* Hmski. Campus!Joey? Poster for Shine? Or something else? I could make some more icons. And I could make some of the London pictures into icons. Oh! Right, I can make a squee! icon. Muah! Yay project!

Am v. random. Also v. boring. Am trying to not lose self into the Blood on the Tracks JuNi story. Mmmm, bitterness. Also, I really want people to write Dylan songfic. Dammit.

My love she speaks like silence,
Without ideals or violence,
She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.

Also

So yesterday, Kris and I decided that Justin unlikely to be the one to blow up *NSync to go solo. because, see, Justin and Chris seem the ones for whom *NSync is most important. JC just loves music, and he's happy in the group, but would be happy making music at all. Joey and Lance btoh have other interests, but Chris, I think, wants to get the most out of his one chance at fame with the big public, and Justin ... Justin just loves to perform, and he loves the group, and he clearly still loves to perform with the group, so I honestly don't think he'll be taking off solo any time soon.

And that's my theory of the day.

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And I'm off for lunch. It's fairly non-cold, so I ought to be okay, as long as it doesn't rain.

Dear Nick,

Kindly cooperate with me, yes? I'd like to at least finish scene one and two during lunch. Please?

Pleadingly yours,

Melle
P.S.: For the love of god, pick bloody last name, will you? Geez.

Stupid muses.

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Melle: *glares at Nick*
Nick: Okay, now what? I did exactly what you asked! See? Two scenes, all done.
Melle: U-huh. David is your halfbrother?
Nick: Er, yes?
Melle: And it didn't occur to you to tell me this before?
Nick: ... No? Why?
Melle: Gee, I dunno. Maybe because I've spent two months trying to work out David's reasons and motivation for what he did, and this little tidbit of information would've helped a lot?
Nick: *shrug*
Melle: Bitch. And pick a goddamn last name! All three of you!
Nick: Eh.
Sean: How about Carter? "Nick Carter" has a nice ring to it, I think.
Jesse: *giggle*
Melle: *glare of death* You're not funny.
Jesse: How about Ashira?
Melle: Oh no, you don't. This is my one non-fanfic universe that isn't somehow based on E&S, and I'm going to keep it that way!
Jesse: Um. Brother named David? Fucked-up family relationship? Sound familiar?
Melle: ... *realisation dawns* *groans* *rests head on arms*
Jesse: *snicker*
Melle: *muffled voice* I still refuse to call you Ashira. Tell my your last name, and it'd better be a normal one!
Nick: Okay, okay. It's Kelly.
Melle: Nick Kelly?
Nick: *shrug* Irish roots.
Melle: I see. Sean?
Sean: Raush.
Melle: Jesse?
Jesse: Teele.
Melle: Finally! You're all still bitches, btw. Now go chill out and make sure you're back here by the time I get off work.

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... It's been a year since Joey Ramone died.

(Already? I mean. That means i less than three months, it'll be one year since NYC, seeing U2 in MSG, and seeing amatia and natlet. Wow.)

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Ooooh! *idea* Katie, you're gonna like the next instalment of Campus. >:D Chris, Justin and Joey, shopping for stationary.

Eee! Stupid freaky kinks.

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Um. Help?

For cliokat

800x600 | 1024x768

>:D

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Um. Okay. Obviously, the Metallic muses are jealous because I squee way more over the SDB's canon behaviour than i ever did over them. Because look! They're holding hands, ferchrissakes! My brain! Help me!

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Help meeeee! My brain is writing Larry Flynt/Jerry Fallwell on its own and i can't make it stoooooop!