I'll write you a postcard, I'll send you the news.

[extemporally]

Quite honestly, the best parts of my day today were the parts where I got to put things in my mouth. I had a footlong meatball sub for lunch and roast pork rice for dinner. Then I went home and had ice cream. IS THAT NOT AMAZING. \o/

The rest of the day? Not so much. (Oh god, where is Johnny's bitchface gif when you need it!)

But anyway, that wasn't the point. The point of this entry was, DID YOU KNOW THAT A YUNA_DAILY COMM EXISTS NOW, AND IF YOU DIDN'T, NOW YOU DO! Appropriately enough, it may now be found at yuna_daily and uggh, I can't stop staring at this picture. I just. *________________*

Also this exchange made me laugh and laugh --

unlurkster: also you know what we stopped talking about
we stopped talking about art kid johnny
yeats: hahaha we have started and stopped talking about like a billion things, man
WE ARE INCONSTANT YET COMPLETELY FAITHFUL
we're like a sliders version of j/s shippers
unlurkster: YESSSSS.
that precisely. if we stopped one story halfway it was to deliver a happy ending to them elsewhere!!
Sent at 22:03 on Thursday
yeats: hahahaha we just want to ensure their happiness in all possible universes!
unlurkster: how many scenarios have we come up with so far though
like, we have --
ROMANS
TRANSLATOR
KIDFIC
SUMMER VACATION
EUROPEAN HIGH SCHOOL
yeats: OTHER KIDFIC
JOUBERT THREESOME
ROBOTFIC
unlurkster: DETECTIVE FIC -- well to be fair that was just one email
yeats: ...we are impressive and terrifying

In conclusion, here is a picture of a cat.

Comments

[extemporally.livejournal.com]

THEY HAVE A PHOTOSHOOT OF HIM IN A POOL OF MEDALS. I like to think that the pile is deep enough that Johnny doesn't need to wear anything, since most of his chest and all his torso is covered anyway.

Now I demand a sex pollen story. DEMAND.

[yeats.livejournal.com]

well, it would explain why stephane's so damn handsy all the time...