This crack is dedicated to Donna, for it is crack, and crack-like.
Yeah, yeah, Greatest Hits, March, April, Music of My Heart, whatever. WHERE IS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY HOLIDAYS??? I say we all show up in this Janet whoever's office, and glitter bomb the place until they withdraw the run, call back every copy of the cd from every music store, and publish a full page apology in Billboard, right next to the ten year ad. Fuckers. And they should put my all of our names on the ad, too, so the guys the world can know of our struggle. Who's with me? Attica. ATTICA.
There. Now that I've spread Zoloft upon the troubled waters of my fandom, I will go. But first, I would just like to note that it is fifty degrees here. I am wearing socks for the first time in a year, and I am bitter.
Oh yeah! JC AND JUSTIN, SITTING IN A TREE. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. FIRST COMES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES... omg, no. I don't want to have to write another story where JC cries all the time. Ahahahahaha! But yes, those boys, they did my heart some true good this week. HEART.