I Like Justin

-- despite myself
-- when he's dancing for Bye Bye Bye and the bobble on his toque's bouncing madly and he has no clue
-- because he comprises fully half of my eating page
-- nearly as much as Lance did when they were baby!Sync
-- with curls, without, with cornrows...it's all good
-- when he dresses like a rentboy and doesn't know it
-- all puffy-faced from hard drinkin'/tiredness
-- when he giggles with Joey
-- even though his body is kind of weirdly long in the waist
-- because nobody can resist the Porn Hips
-- when he's a big dorky fanboy over people he admires
-- except when he's doing that mean laugh that he sometimes does
-- when JC stares intently at him while they sing
-- even when he's fifteen, yellow-haired and kind of ugly, because he's such the baby
-- now that he's stopped flaring his nostrils into the camera
-- singing along with the Lauryn Hill album at the Teen People shoot
-- because his ghetto issues/beatboxing make me laugh like hell
-- but not as much as Chris does
-- even though he has cheesy ideas of what's romantic
-- entirely too much, or maybe not enough

*shimmies*

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Well, I just went for a job interview and I got a temp position till the end of March.

Somebody be happy for me? My parents are full of delightfully encouraging things like, "You're barely making over minimum wage," and "Well, I suppose you have to start somewhere," and "I guess you can keep looking for a better job while you're doing this," -- all of which are true, but make me extremely bummed. Muh.

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Stupid Justin. Here are the main reasons I grew to love him--which doubles as a list of recs, because you guys fucking rule and I never get tired of ( pimping. )

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I was supposed to go have some more coffee, or maybe eat, but instead I ended up writing porny birthday fic. Which I certainly hadn't intended to do, as you can tell from the oh-so-original title.

Here it is, anyway--I haven't even formatted or anything, and if the facts are wrong...well, my bad.

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i love the part in "space cowboy" when left eye starts her rap, and she goes, "sonic boom" and then some puppy (jc, i suspect) in the background wails, "BOOM!" and it's the cutest thing in the whole wide world.

plus, i want to see justin in heeled boots like brian slade's in velvet goldmine, and see jc in silver leather pants like curt wild's. or maybe the other way around. i'm easy to please.