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I think resignated is my new favourite word.

Yesterday was a horrible no good awful day where home truth were presented on many fronts. However, the best thing about horrible no good awful days is the fact they end and it did and today isn't a horrible no good day at all. First I had a parcel from

castalie which, thank you! I don't know if that's the thing that you said was supposed to come but hadn't but we'll sort that out later off here. Just know, thank you again, you didn't have to *smooches her Mouse* Then I finished my story for

sentinelsecrets. The idea suddenly struck and the words flew until the whole thing was done. ( Mouse, you can stick out your tongue now *g* )So with that done and 2/5 of the Honey story done I'm confident that I may get everything done that needs to be done this month done after all.

What the heck? Is there supposed to be all those dones in one sentence? One funny thing, reading over the TS story I discovered a whole section in the middle where Blair had been replaced with Chris. I guess I know who's always on my mind.

Anyway, people for who I had things to do yesterday but didn't due to the day from hell. Honestly, by the night I just wanted to get my head down with my boys so accept my apologies.

This morning I'm all about the Backstreet squee especially as

erilyn posted some of the most fantastic footage ever. Man, I was watching, hands over my mouth sort of going goodgodgoodgodfuck and many other words of that like as Kevin writhed around this pole/ladder thing and just...I'm getting the shivers just thinking about it. Then the camera goes to Nick and he's standing in these shiny trousers and he puts his hands behind his head and grasps the rungs of the ladder thing and he's moving and just...*whimpers*

Way to be coherent there but I'm sure you get the picture.

Now as I'm in such a good mood. Kevin writhing! lets have a meme as I catch up. Feel free to play or not it's all good for there is Kevin writhing in the world.

There's been an accident, and my memory's been wiped. I have no recollection of who I am. Tell me about myself. What do you know about me? What kind of person am I? What are my likes and dislikes? How did we meet and how long have we known each other? Is there one thing in particular that stands out about me? Tell me who I am.

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The writhing isn't by any chance Millennium tour footage is it? 'cause gah! GAH! lol I've seen them three times live and the last time was the Millennium tour at Earls Court, we're really near the front, on the side they came on from and dude, just, gah! lol

**snuggles you** You seem okay, are you okay?

It is! And GAH is exactly the word needed. Kevin having sex with that pole/ladder things is something I'll remember a long time.

I'm okay, thanks honey. Just, had to face up to both medical and financial things. Stuff I knew anyway but was trying to ignore. Which wasn't pleasant but at least I have people pulling for me. Then we had to go to the vets and the phone wouldn't stop ringing and mortgage man came and I just wanted the world to stop you know?

But really, I'm good. Thanks for asking *loves on you*

It was such a pretty tour lol I screamed myself hoarse. I had drama GCSE practical exam practice the next day, and half my group had been at the concert lol we were all croaking and laughing lol Good job it wasn't the actual exam, eh?!

Bad day, I know those well *g* Facing up to things is never nice and always unpleasant and scary, but in the long run, they do make things better. Mostly. lol

I'm glad you're good, makes me happy *g*

**is happily loved on, loves back**

You're very nice and kind to strangers like me. You like Chris, and trickC (even after your friendslist was taken over by juc girls), and kink (always a good thing), and BSB. You have a new cat, and you love and hate your family. You like curly haired moppets (whose name I've forgotten already) and the FKA, and rimming. There's more, but I have to go now.

Well I can be nice to strangers if they're nice to me, and you see like a lovely person. Even if you're part of a wave of JuC girls taking over my LJ ;)

I love your comment. Kink, sdbs, cats, family, moppets, FKA and rimming. If I had to be known for something I'd love it to be for that :D

Thank you, honey.

[sits by inbox and waits for email ;-)]

There's been an accident, and my memory's been wiped. I have no recollection of who I am. Tell me about myself. What do you know about me? What kind of person am I? What are my likes and dislikes? How did we meet and how long have we known each other? Is there one thing in particular that stands out about me? Tell me who I am.

Man, what can I say? We met last year but it feels like we've known each other forever. You like slashy boys, BSB, Nsync, Chris, JC, preferably together ;-), the sentinel, writing, cake! :D You're my rock, one of my dearest friends, my partner in smut/perviness/snark. You're funny, never fail to make me laugh, supportive, understanding, caring, so easy to talk to and I just love you very much :-)

I'll mail you later ;)

*blush*

I'm speechless. I guess that's happened a lot today.

Love you too, sweetheart. *snuggles with you*

First some {{{Hugs}}} for the awful not good day of yesterday. Hope you're doing okay?

Then, are you talking about the Spongebob thing? Cause if it is, that was just the little thing I sent you like that, just because I saw it and thought it was funny lol If it's something else... boy, it could be, let me know, alright? Thanks *g*

And no sticking out my tongue because ah! I finished my story last night too! So you won't make me feel oh so very jealous of you lol Actually, I thought it was funny that we finished our story at the same time. Go figure *g*

And re the meme. Well it's easy, you're one hell of a woman. You're kind and generous and very loving though I sometimes want to kick your ass because you don't have a good opinion enough of your abilities but I'm okay with that too because that's just how you are and I love for that too. Also... don't be scared because that's also one of the things I love in you but you're kinky as hell! Oh yeah. Kinky and pervie you are. In a good way, of course, ie fun and naughty way, yay! You're so very passionnate about what you like and it's a pleasure listening to you ramble about your sparkly boys - ah yeah, you may not remember about them either. Well if I got it right, they're pretty boys dancing and singing and touching each other all the time, and, you know, they sparkle - so when you talk about your sparkly boys, it's like you're vibrating with enthusiasm, I just love that *g* Of course, when you talk about your sparkly boys doing all kind of naughty things to each other, it's even better *eg*

I need to stop obsessing over what to write for the mem and send you *bigsquishyhugs* for the day of bad and wrongness - yesterday really should be stricken from the record entirely. Glad tht it's over, and that today's better.

xxx

No need to stress over the meme. I think I know what you think anyway :)

But I do love hugs so thank you. I needed them that day I tell you.

>>>This morning I'm all about the Backstreet squee especially as erilyn posted some of the most fantastic footage ever. Man, I was watching, hands over my mouth sort of going goodgodgoodgodfuck and many other words of that like as Kevin writhed around this pole/ladder thing and just...I'm getting the shivers just thinking about it. Then the camera goes to Nick and he's standing in these shiny trousers and he puts his hands behind his head and grasps the rungs of the ladder thing and he's moving and just...*whimpers* <<<

Being the naturally curious person I am, I dl'd this footage. Oh. Oh, my. My, my, my. Oh, Kevin, you filthy Boy. Surely there are AU stories in which Kevin is a pole dancer/stripper. Because, yes. There should be such stories, filled with *writhing,* because he does it so very well.

And Nick. You're such a generous, sweet Boy. You have a fine, fine pelvic region. So nice of you to share it with us. And so nice of you to turn around so we can admire your ass. Um, assets. Yes.

Thanks for pointing me to this footage. I must now spend 90879870284729845734520495873450298 hours watching it.

Oh, Kevin, you filthy Boy.

I think I have those words branded on my brain because he so is! And just, gah. The writhing! They really should be Kevin stripping stories because he'd be so good at it, with Nick showing off his moves to the side, or on each other. *fans self*

You're more than welcome *goes to watch again too*

Oops. And also, I friended you, if you don't mind. Chris!

Of course I don't mind!

I love Chris! I love people who love Chris!

I love writhing Kevin! Oops, how did that slip in there?

This morning I'm all about the Backstreet squee especially as erilyn posted some of the most fantastic footage ever. Man, I was watching, hands over my mouth sort of going goodgodgoodgodfuck and many other words of that like as Kevin writhed around this pole/ladder thing and just...I'm getting the shivers just thinking about it.

Oh Good God. I was telling a friend about it and told her Kevin was having pole sex. Because. Guh. *passes out again*

Then the camera goes to Nick and he's standing in these shiny trousers and he puts his hands behind his head and grasps the rungs of the ladder thing and he's moving and just...*whimpers*

I am so glad to not be the only one all a-squee about that!!! Nick was just moving OH so damn very fine there. *sighs*

He was so having pole sex!

That whole clip is a thing of beauty and one I'm sure to watch many times!

I'm thinking that needs to be iconized, oh yes. ;-)

*hugs*

reading over the TS story I discovered a whole section in the middle where Blair had been replaced with Chris.

That made me grin. And you know Chris and Blair are the same size, it's easy to confuse them ;-).

One thing that stands out about you? You love Chris! *g* You love Chris and JC together! I believe I friended you back when you first started writing the Boxes story. You're fun and sweet and you sent me a Joey marionette, my first and only marionette! Hee! You're a good friend, you have an adorable son and a sweet husband :-).

I couldn't believe what I'd done when I re read. I obviously write Chris so often that my brain inserted his name for me *g* But yes, they're easily confused ;)

I do love Chris!

Thank you, sweetheart *smooch*

TERRI-LUV!!!

You'll never guess what I got in the mail yesterday!

Okay, you probably will, seeing as how you sent them and all... *snicker*

Terri, I can't even begin to stress how fabulous both gifts are. THANK YOU so much, Luv, from the bottom of my heart, and the top and middle too. I spent a fair while staring at the boxes, going "I remember these things. WHY didn't I know who they were back then?!?!" Man. If I'd had Popslash back then, we coulda just skipped that whole 5 year period of finding myself, lol.

And the other is faboo too, especially the rainbow note that came with him. I'm a tiny bit disappointed I had a card that was then REMOVED, but I understand, lol.

Thanks again, Terri; you are the absolute best.

YAY!

I'm so glad they got there!

Your description of the footage is aptly enticing *g*. I do think that it, and some of the other DWYB footage, is amongst the hottest in the entire of popfandom. I must re-post some of the other clips I have of them performing this too, cause there's no such thing as too much poledancing.

There's more poledancing?!

Please, you must post it!

Not that I'm begging or anything....oh to hell with it *begs*

I've got bits from a couple of different Millenium concerts, I'll post them next week. No begging needed, I love to share the hotness. I've posted a DWYB before, but that might have been like a year ago now or something, so I think it is time for some more ;)

you are one of the best people in the whole wide world. you're sweet and caring and kind, funny and pervy and smutty, and you're a brilliant writer.
you love you family, you're an amazing friend, and deserve everything that you could ever want.

*blush*

Love you, honey.

love you back.

When Kevin would get a free afternoon, he'd show JC around, thinking that JC hadn't been smart enough to scope the place out on his own. Nevertheless, Kevin's clearance into places JC could never get to on his own would make this worth his wile.

JC would have already known that the island was huge, but this would be EXTREMELY huge. Control rooms, Spas, kitchens and courtyards filled with lush, beautiful trees. The island would have everything fathomable in the imagination, intergrated like if on a battleship for the British navy that JC had been deployed on, once before. And it's almost the same idea. Forsaking a window to the outside will get you paradise in here. Forsaking a leap to the outer world, other than on the internet, would get you a dream.

And still, JC wouldn't know where the hell to find what the federation was really trying to do. Sure, they kept their henchmen happy, but what's the shadow army really up to? Why is it there, why does it stay?

There would even be things such as a primative outdoor strip bar in a cove on the other side of the island, out on an abandoned air strip where they used to keep the planes. Metal poles, jutting out as if to keep the island structurally sound. JC would just look in awe.

So, how do you like it? Kevin would ask, as he stalked to the pole from the back of the cave.

What do you mean? JC would stumble, looking at the way that Kevin moves.

How do you like our little piece of heaven, hmm? Kevin asks.

It's amazing JC would say, looking at kevin as he swings around.

I bet you're wondering why I brougnt you here. Kevin would smile. No particular reason, actually. Just, a cool place to be, really. At night, they set fires out here and people come with their drums and their voices and anything else they can use to make music and you just get up and dance. It's so...uncivilized. And sure, you could put on a show, use the pole, strip if you like, but nobody had to.

But you did, JC would smile.

A month and you already know me so well, Kevin would croon, hearing those drums in his head, moving his hips while re-approaching the pole. Come out with me here, again, tonight. I'll strip for you.

I think I'd like that, JC would breathe. Mostly because he knew it would get him nowhere, that it was simply toxic self-indulgence that he shouldn't be binging on. He knows that he's talking to some kind of evil mastermind here, and wants more than just his skin to be revealed.

Nevertheless, JC could and would never turn away from just...watching. No participation. He could just watch.

*thud*

Still so good on the second read.

The pole! *flails*

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