*yawns*

Will go to sleep now.

Am going over to jic's tomorrow.

Still planning to write the thing on the disguised violence in all of Britney's work.

Tired. Still sad. But better.

God? You take care of Kevin, got it? Good. Love you, too.

Night all.

Two hours later:

Okay, that sleep thing didn't pan out.

Bah.

Note:

Part of the reason that QaF US is odd to me are the names. Thinking of Justin and Brian having sex is faintly icky.

Justin? And Brian? And my brain goes into the whole *NSYNC/BSB thing.

And there is pain.

See, I have no prior attachment to the name Michael.

This is why Michael needs to be the one with Brian. For my sanity.