way too much italics
Sep. 16th, 2003 07:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
And so Joey Fatone brings the love. Go Joey.
I had to go dig through other people's friendslists for the details, though, and the extent of general upset over the recentest turn of events in the great JC-Justin saga might possibly freak me out slightly, if I hadn't already predicted a while ago that the *NSYNC fandom will eventually go down in glorious flames as the Hiatus never ends, and gradually even the most loving, reasonable, docile fans will catch the Hiatus Madness (this isn't it yet, for the record). Every single member of the group will be declared the Antichrist in their turn (a radical separatist bunch will still maintain it's always really been Trace, though), until all that is left is a barren wasteland where we subsist on lactose-free powdered milk alone. Also? JC's album will never come out, but the reason for that will actually be a pack of rabid wolves attacking the record company premises and eating every single copy of it.
That being said, over here in me-land the fandom is still pretty much exactly the happy place we thought it would be when we admitted that we sometimes wished we could be like, all about the sparkly dancing boys, way back when we knew nothing at all. Which is enough for us. even if sometimes embarrassing.
You know I always feel guilty about mentioning the sparklies in the lj, as I'm sure the details of my personal life must be far more fascinating a subject.
(Still on my way through barsuk records. Jesse Sykes! Because country music is where it's at!)
[Edited, mostly because the default date on my updates is always two days ahead of me for some reason, but also because it's kinda uncool to use the word "slightly" twice in one post. says your mama.]
[Edited again for my own benefit, in case I forget. No, not the original tin-hatted upset per se; the meta.]
I had to go dig through other people's friendslists for the details, though, and the extent of general upset over the recentest turn of events in the great JC-Justin saga might possibly freak me out slightly, if I hadn't already predicted a while ago that the *NSYNC fandom will eventually go down in glorious flames as the Hiatus never ends, and gradually even the most loving, reasonable, docile fans will catch the Hiatus Madness (this isn't it yet, for the record). Every single member of the group will be declared the Antichrist in their turn (a radical separatist bunch will still maintain it's always really been Trace, though), until all that is left is a barren wasteland where we subsist on lactose-free powdered milk alone. Also? JC's album will never come out, but the reason for that will actually be a pack of rabid wolves attacking the record company premises and eating every single copy of it.
That being said, over here in me-land the fandom is still pretty much exactly the happy place we thought it would be when we admitted that we sometimes wished we could be like, all about the sparkly dancing boys, way back when we knew nothing at all. Which is enough for us. even if sometimes embarrassing.
You know I always feel guilty about mentioning the sparklies in the lj, as I'm sure the details of my personal life must be far more fascinating a subject.
(Still on my way through barsuk records. Jesse Sykes! Because country music is where it's at!)
[Edited, mostly because the default date on my updates is always two days ahead of me for some reason, but also because it's kinda uncool to use the word "slightly" twice in one post. says your mama.]
[Edited again for my own benefit, in case I forget. No, not the original tin-hatted upset per se; the meta.]