doing lines of dust and sweat off last night's stage

SO ONCE UPON A TIME (A WEEK AGO) I WAS SNUGGLING MY GIRLFRIEND ON HER COUCH AND WE WERE TALKING TO GINNY ON SKYPE. THIS NEVER EVER ENDS WELL.

( [left in its original notated form for posterity, half written by me and half by reili because i think i was laughing too hard] )

DISCUSS. DRABBLE. ADD PEOPLE I FORGOT. ASK US WHY THE HELL DISNEY FANDOM SNUCK IN HERE. GO.

FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS: Everyone should go pick up a copy of Streets of Gold, whether legally or not, because it is RIDIC.

SECOND ORDER OF BUSINESS: my favoritest Gin has made a delicious 3OH!3 primer right over here. GO. INDULGE. LEARN WHY THEY ARE ACTUALLY REALLY ADORABLE AND NOT DOUCHEY.

THIRD ORDER OF BUSINESS: This is going to completely alienate a large percentage of my flist. HERE, HAVE A KE$HA SPAM.

( Ke$ha/Jon Walker: I ship it. )