Three Sleeps! Aka. Justin thrust into his mom.

I was checking the flist this morning, and was greeted with pictures of Mikey wearing a Bob t-shirt, this makes me very happy!

( Oh Mikeyway, please be continuing to show your love of your bandmates using your chest )

I also saw a Way mother/son incest secret was submitted at bandom secrets. Sadly until Gerard or Mikey get a creepy tattoo, they're just doing it wrong! Also, wow, disturbing actually seeing their mom. At least Lynn tries, with her matching corn rows and stylish ways.

There have been a lot of posts sorting things out for Camp Sparkle, where you want to sleep, what we're doing, and it looks so awesome! Footage watching, talking about everything under the sun, sparkly games, also the five word book is back! I'm sure you all read our amazing story last year which starred Pecker, Brian's homicidal pet duck? Well just think, you'll get a new one of those, and a lot of us are there for a week this time. It'll be an epic five word story!

I am so looking forward to this. Some of my favourite people in the world, and sparkly boys and other fannish things. Of course, I'll start to get nervous soon, that's just me, but just ignore me, it goes away.

I need to start sorting things out this end too. It's the first time I've been away from my boys for so long, and I'd by lying if I said I was perfectly fine with that. But James is more than capable of looking after both himself and Corey, but it's other people that don't seem to get that. People who keep asking if it's wise me going off for a week, and man, I wouldn't go if I didn't know they'd be okay.

To end, Mikeyway, you make me smile so.

ETA: I've just been reading last years Camp Sparkle story, I think you should too!

The thing about the story? I can still remember so clearly who added various five word parts, and the reaction when other people read them. Some of them just scream out their writers. I'm sure if you've been in the fandom and around certain people a while, you can see too *g*

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There's been a weather warning here today, and sure enough our gate has just blown off, and it looks likely the fence will follow. Not a small fence either, but our 6 foot back garden fence. It means Tex can't go outside on his own and anyone can just walk into our garden. Not that there's anything worth stealing, not unless they want to take the swing.

The main problem is going to be the cost to get it fixed, as the insurance doesn't cover weather. Hopefully it won't be that much for the posts etc as my brother will do the actual work.

Earlier I was listening to the news and it seems Sean Johnson is having a testimonial match. Now, no one will know Sean, but he used to play for the Durham Wasps, my hockey team. The one that was cruelly uprooted, renamed and transplanted to Newcastle. The Wasps were such a huge part of my life when I was a teen, which meant Sean was a huge part of my life. He's a local lad, and him and his two brothers all played for us.

Some other old Wasps players are also taking part, Mike Blaisedell, Ivor Bennet, and some old Whitley Warriors, our hated derby team. Thing is, I vowed never to set foot in that Wasps stealing arena, and I never have. I miss hockey so much sometimes, the chill in the air, the old wooden benches, the sheer danger of watching a hockey game at a rink that didn't have plexi glass or nets at the side. Yes, I was hit by the puck a few times, yes, it hurt. I haven't seen a game live in years, I can't afford to see a game even if I wanted to, and know if I did see a game that itch would return. The game is also on Thursday night, the day before I go away.

But man, I want to go so bad.