There are tons of pictures, not just the club ones. Pictures of me and Paris shopping, all of us out for dinner, breakfast, lunch, coffee, you name it, they've got the pictures. Luckily, in almost every one, Alex is there, and for some reason ::stares at Alex:: he's usually pretty close to me, if not actually touching me ( Read more... )

I posted a response to Paris' post hours ago and it didn't show up...I guess it's me *or my mun ( Read more... )

I've got a flight out of Toronto at 2pm, lands in Louisville around 3:15...you said you knew someone who could pick me up and drive me to Kevin? Is that confirmed now?

I've been having a lot of fun with your friends, what a nice bunch. I'm looking forward to meeting them eventually.

And so glad he's gone ( Read more... )

Kevin's getting sick. He insists he isn't, but I can hear it in his voice, and he's looked a little glassy-eyed a few times today. He's gonna be in great shape for recording. I've just put some chicken soup and nice fresh bread in front of him so maybe that'll make him feel better ( Read more... )

Somewhere in this past week I've lost my mind ( Read more... )

Kevin hung around all day, not quite following me from room to room, but almost. He asked all sorts of questions, about everything under the sun and then he'd wait for an answer, looking right into my eyes, genuinely wanting to hear the answer. I got to the point where I elaborated on everything because I knew he'd be asking more. LOL ( Read more... )

I invited Kevin to spend the rest of the week here ( Read more... )

Mr. Richardson and I had the nicest time, really. I'm still in shock ( Read more... )

I have to write this down right away, I'm so tired I might forget it all by morning, or think it was a dream.

Kevin Richardson, Mr. I'm so fucking perfect, apologized to me! Got that? He said sorryIt started out to be a pretty ordinary evening. He and Alex arrived together bearing gifts of flowers, chocolates and two big boxes of goodies from ' ( Read more... )