Just your friendly neighborhood pimp

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So, ethrosdemon made this post about people who friended her and then never said jack shit, and then she and I were talking about that, and I was like ‘Dude, I’ve got that happening, too. Why is that? Is my rep that bad? I paid a lot of money to have my record expunged, you know. If my lawyer isn't doing his job, I want to know so I can sack him.’

So, yeah.

I’m not trying to hate on anybody who’s just here for the fic, I mean that’s pretty much all that’s here anyway. If you're looking for somebody to get all personal, you should probably go elsewhere simply because that's not my thing. This LJ is just about me writing what the hell I want, when I want, but I’m dead curious why y'all are reading this and what kind of fic y’all are after. Are you working for Simon & Schuster? Are you about to give me a book deal, or better yet are you from DC Comics because I can give you some mad comic ideas? What’s your story? (I like stories, hook me up, don't salt my game.)


Random notes: Jeff Buckley is my musical hero. Seth is my sartorial twin, but I share a brain with both he and Lex. I would like to own a marginal percentage of Shady and/or Lost Highway Records. I prefer Green Park, the Northern Line and I support LFC.

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[happyminion.livejournal.com]

I've *tried* writing for The O.C., but damn it, I cannot get Seth in my head enough to write him. I *adore* the boy, hang on his every scene, bounce when he's reeling off his manic chatter--I even went to see Grind because of my crush on Adam Brody--but I can't write Seth, man. It's sad. Just sad.

So I am content to be a happy viewer and reader--like I said you were practicing for this allllll along with all the other bad asses and dork/geek boys you've been writing up until now. Ahem. That doesn't mean you should stop writing SV. *sniff* Lex needs someone who understands his Crazy now, more than ever.