Happy birthday!

So, as many of you may know, today is callmesandy's (Version: Older) birthday.

When I first started reading *nsync slash, jula was Not Thought Highly Of.

And I mourned, for I was drawn to it like a moth is drawn to a lantern.

Although, one may hope that I've done without the beating against the glass. Because, ow.

Then, the Sandys came, and Lo, They Made Lambs Popular.

It was a miracle. It was rain in the desert. It was Way Cool.

It Was Good.

More Lance 'Walk' icons.

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Talking about icons...

I have all the pictures for Walk the Walk picked out. There are 88 left. So, expect 8 or 9 more of those posts.

I'm getting the urge to do the singers with their singles. You know, Christina with Dirrty, Justin with LILY, Nick with Help Me.

And the B/S Baby idea is still taking up space in my head.

I wrote a song. Huh.

I'm weird. And I was oddly inspired (odd 'cause I didn't actually see anyone on the side of the road, cute or otherwise), driving home tonight. Ergo, I wrote a song. And made up an album title, should I ever make an album. Anyway, the tune in my head is fairly bouncy. Sort of 'do, do-do, do-do-doo. Doo-do-do, do-do-doo" sound.

Album title: Twisted Daydreams
Song title: Highway Hazard

( Highway Hazard )

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You know, it's really interesting to see how many friends I have in common with my friends. Like, there's a lot of interconnection between the SDB element, but much less when you get to the people that I added for Buffy or Smallville related reasons.

Ah!

Wicked Little Town. Tommy Gnosis version. Hedwig. At the end of the song. When Tommy leaves. That headtilt. Spike wishes he could do that headtilt. Spike could pratice all his life and he wouldn't touch that headtilt.

In other news, I want to jump Michael Pitt as Tommy Gnosis. Also, John is pretty fucking hot himself.