Ohmygosh. You made up the Jerry? Hahahaha. I had no idea. I mean, you are the reason for my ridiculous love of the Jonas, so really are my only source of Jonas knowledge, but I still feel like a little bit of a fool for not realising. Hahahaha.
Okay. I cannot do this justice in a comment. I really can't. I have so much love for this. I can't believe you ever thought it would disappoint. I think it's right up there with your Supersaturation verse in terms of my love. Which, y'know, is a whole lot of love, then.
Kevin was so dense. So dense! Almost unbelievably dense, yet totally believable. Um, I will probably abandon sentences soon, and just start naming things I loved, just so you know. Like Mike calling Kevin "princess"! And kittens! Real ones like Steve, and the fact that they exist on Kevin's pyjamas.
Joe's hero-worship! The costumes! Spencer and semantics! Brendon and Lucas! I love Lucas like a whole lot generally (not nearly as much as I love Brendon, but y'know still), so that was rather lovely. Birdhouses! The various occasions when Kevin gets locked in a closet! Pocket Thief! EVERY SINGLE BAND. I wish they all existed. This Is Thunder and man, even I regret the demise of Virgil, despite the fact that it is not real.
Ryland's evil magic! Poor poor Lacey and his crazy life confusion and denial. And I know I commented on it already, but I've finished now and I think it's still my favourite line: “Magic,” Brendon says, and does some jazz hands.
And when Brendon is trying to swing on the pipes in the hall, backstage, when Bill says they should crash Pete's houseparty.
*sighs* I love this. I love how you manage to keep them all themselves, even though things are crazy meshed togeher. I love all the different bands, and I love that I would probably listen to every single one of them. They all sound amazing. Well, except Cyrus. I am so with Miranda.
Um. Okay. Lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove LOVE! I think I'm done now. Time for food. It's quarter past three and I haven't eaten today yet! Oops.
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Date: 2009-09-05 02:15 pm (UTC)Okay. I cannot do this justice in a comment. I really can't. I have so much love for this. I can't believe you ever thought it would disappoint. I think it's right up there with your Supersaturation verse in terms of my love. Which, y'know, is a whole lot of love, then.
Kevin was so dense. So dense! Almost unbelievably dense, yet totally believable. Um, I will probably abandon sentences soon, and just start naming things I loved, just so you know. Like Mike calling Kevin "princess"! And kittens! Real ones like Steve, and the fact that they exist on Kevin's pyjamas.
Joe's hero-worship! The costumes! Spencer and semantics! Brendon and Lucas! I love Lucas like a whole lot generally (not nearly as much as I love Brendon, but y'know still), so that was rather lovely. Birdhouses! The various occasions when Kevin gets locked in a closet! Pocket Thief! EVERY SINGLE BAND. I wish they all existed. This Is Thunder and man, even I regret the demise of Virgil, despite the fact that it is not real.
Ryland's evil magic! Poor poor Lacey and his crazy life confusion and denial. And I know I commented on it already, but I've finished now and I think it's still my favourite line:
“Magic,” Brendon says, and does some jazz hands.
And when Brendon is trying to swing on the pipes in the hall, backstage, when Bill says they should crash Pete's houseparty.
*sighs* I love this. I love how you manage to keep them all themselves, even though things are crazy meshed togeher. I love all the different bands, and I love that I would probably listen to every single one of them. They all sound amazing. Well, except Cyrus. I am so with Miranda.
Um. Okay. Lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove LOVE! I think I'm done now. Time for food. It's quarter past three and I haven't eaten today yet! Oops.
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