Still can't sleep.

I didn't sleep at all last night.

I can't rest. Every time I lie down, I have to get up again.

I have to do something. Anything, really.

I may be at backstreetboys.com

Just. Yes. It's the fucking Carter-Doroughs. They're too damn cute.

On the Line

Whee! Third viewing. Possibly even more enjoyable than the first two. Lance. Is. So. Fucking. Pretty.

And I did take my tape recorder to the movie and I recorded my on-the-spot responses to the movie.

And I'll write that up a little later. Right now, I'll just say one thing.
( Minor spoilers )

Meep.

Musical Buffy is going to be on in an hour and a half.

Happiness I will die of.

I mean...

Yeah.

On other(*NSYNC-related) things: Um... this conversation is highly amusing.

And this bit of amateur psychology is interesting.

I think that the people who did the closed-captioning for the MSG DVD were slashers. Because I was never sure of what Justin yells at the end of his beat-boxing and the cc has informed that it's "Lance".

Also, Justin is a Really Tall Napoleon. I just noticed how often he orders everyone else around in the concert. It's pretty funny. I may just start calling him RTN for short.

And I heart the guys for having a MST moment in the DVD. It was too precious.

Back onto the most important thing:

Buffy! Musical!

Wow. And yet more wow.

It was even better than I expected. And I'm so incredibly excited about what might come next.

Brief non-Buffy gushing: Love the bear, darlin'. I just got the stuff today. I think that I'll name him Theodore Edward Bear or Ted E. Bear for short. The calendar is incredibly sweet. And I couldn't possibly say enough about the camera. Except that I've saving it for Vegas so that it can be as special as possible. The picture of FB is adorable.

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