drew: (jared neck and tie)
posted by [personal profile] drew at 12:49am on 20/01/2007 under
By now everyone has seen Those Pictures, of the boys at some thingy with Kripke and someone else and answering questions, etc. etc. And you all know I'm a Jared boy, right?

That said, why does Jared's hair suck so much? It's like... four inches too high and it makes his head look even huger than normal. While I think shaggy works on him, he needs to either let it be shaggy or get it cut -- none of this "trying to brush it into a nice good-boy style" stuff. Stop parting it in the middle if you're not going to let it stay shaggy! It just comes out looking weird.

Somewhat relatedly, anytime Jensen wants to wear a suit, I will be there with bells on. YOWZA.
drew: (button-down)
posted by [personal profile] drew at 12:21pm on 20/01/2007 under
I'm singing at a wedding in two and a half hours, with a rehearsal an hour before that. WHERE ARE MY PANTS?! Goddammit.

Um.

Last night, my friends and I had a Wii party at J's apartment, and it was AWESOME and is cementing my want need for a Wii. If only they weren't selling for like $500 on eBay!

I need a life. But really, first, I need a job, and even before that, I need to find my suit pants. And the music to "Ave Maria".

It is WAY the hell too early for this shit.

Secret Shame Alert: who's going to enable my pathetic pop music ways and send me Fall Out Boy's second album, as well as the new one when the whole thing leaks? I promise nothing in return but my unending gratitude. And, okay, maybe some very short something. Unrelated! Or not, maybe. I DON'T KNOW.
location: in my bedroom. PANTSLESS.
how i feel: flustered
drew: (button-down)
Twelve hours later, I'm back. The wedding was nice, the groom was crying, and we sounded passable when we sang. Oh, and I found my pants. Yes, before I left. Also in the plus column was the fact that my hair decided to play nice for the first time in, oh, six or seven years, and so I had cute hair. In the minus column: I was also the only gay man under the age of 35. Hell, I was the only single gay guy. But I danced with J's quasi-girlfriend and schooled the band's lead singer at "Take On Me", so. (The band? Was an 80s cover band called Reaganomics. I laughed and laughed and LAUGHED. And they were awesome.)

Now I have to get all my errands and laundry and whatnot done tomorrow. And then go back to work on Monday. The world is totally unfair.
how i feel: tired

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