Dave hung up the phone, a grin on his face and rolled over in bed to kiss Nicky hungrily. After a few moments he pulled away, bouncing with excitement. "Guess what? That was David...him and Lou are throwing a party to celebrate getting back together!" Dave pulled Nicky into a hug. "I'm so ecstatic for them," he said, sighing happily.

( for nicky )

Dave yawned and moved over to slip an arm around the body next to him. "Good morning," he greeted Nicky, nuzzling his cheek into Nicky's shoulder happily. After a few minutes Dave raised his head, smiling at Nicky.

"Hey...what do you say we do something fun today? I hear there's a carnival not too far away...It'll be fun, we can go on all the rides, and oh! I promise we'll get cotton candy and whatever you want, and please say you'll go?"

Date:	2003-10-03 22:42
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Mood:	bouncy

Been a busy past couple of days. Shooting has been running late, but eh, that's the way the cookie drives a milk carton. And it does too! *scratches head* Or maybe you just had to be there...

Season 5 is looking good...the dancing pirates? Well, just tune in and watch. *grins and coughs at shameless plug* That's right, I'm shameless. You heard me. Dude. The premiere party the other night was fun, I love getting my picture taken. I get to be important and people hug me, and yeah...it's a blast. Angel is so good now, in all seriousness, I really appreciate the support of the fans.

Pats self on the back for being able to say that last part with a straight face.

Have to say though...that Sarah Thompson is really getting on my nerves. Who does she think she is, walking onto *my* set and being all, "I'm the bigger ditz?" Pu-leaze.

Oh, and guys, I *thought* we were going to make sure Andy stayed away from the magic crack...

Date:	2003-09-15 18:21
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Mood:	excited

*comes out of the bedroom in leather pants and a nice shirt* James, I'm dressed...you said fancy but not too dressy, this okay? Not sure why I have to get dressed up for a simple movie and dinner. *looks around suspiciously* Honey? This isn't just a regular movie night, is it? *looks in kitchen* Where are you hiding? Honey?

*stretches and yawns, and looks over at James on the computer* Hey baby. *glances at clock* It's that late already? Holy hell...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to sleep so long, it's just that I was so tired...

But anyway... *props elbow up and rests my head on my palm, smiling* what'cha doing?

I started the day with every intention of taking you out to lunch today. Sorry man...it was just one of those days. I lost my wallet some time during the move...and learned never to pack it in a box again. The donut shop was out of my favorite chocolate filled donut and someone almost ran me over on the way to the set. I can not get run over by a car, I have things left to do in life, y'know?

So it occurred to me that I really do need to have a talk with you. Seems like everyone has been stealing you away, the way you've been distant from me, I'm not sure if you even want to talk to me. If that car hadn't stopped today, it would have killed my spirit to know that our friendship was on shaky ground.

Baby? I didn't want to bring this up last night, but I don't want it to wait until our honeymoon either. I can't wait to see where you take me, by the way.

Umm...you know how Vince showed up at the wedding? I know you talked and tried to work things out, but I finally need to ask, and I'd rather hear the truth from you before I hear rumors. What happened between you two? I mean...Joss makes fun but everyone else winces so I know it's not so good. When you're ready, can we have a talk?

Moving day is tomorrow and everyone better help. We have a lot of stuff guys, sorry, but we'll make it up to you after.

And James, honey? Where do you want to go for our honeymoon?

As a pre-wedding present my beautiful snuggle bunny bought me a paid account. I'll have to thank you for that laaaater on. A million kisses and much love forever, and now go look at my icons!!!

Sometimes I feel insecure. Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you. And sometimes I think psychologists are a freaky sort with all that "I statements" crap. Worse then carnies, they are.

Staying on track, I love you. And I want you to be happy. Orgies with friends are fine, but that logical place inside me wonders "What if you don't come back?" And then I remember I don't have a logical place, and laugh because, hey. Log. It's like wood. Which is like...made from trees. But I'm staying focused. Fo-cus. Fo- shizzy.

James is going a little stir-crazy, but I don't blame him, so we're going clubbing. Not sure where, some place James found. Eliza, J, Sarah? We'll meet you there...we shouldn't be too hard to find. We're dressed all sexy and should be the couple standing out trying to get publicity. We're shameless like that.

James, sweetie, we still need to go house searching! Where do you want to look and when can I pick you up?

James, look. I got home before you did. See? I told you flying was more efficient than driving, and speedy too. Tomorrow we'll look around town for a new house, in our brandy new car.

However, tonight? I'll be in bed waiting for you. Clothing discouraged.

Crap crap crap. My agent just called on the telemaphone and said I have to go to some promotional gig in New York. So if I take a super spiffy fast plane and get my work done there, I'll try to be back for tonight. How's this...I'll try and talk to Joss when I get back. K?

*Damn RL...I have to get everything done I didn't do last night...You guys suck. I heart you all!*

For the *last* time, I'm not talking to Joss. Do I look like the guinea pig? Do I waddle around going "Oink, oink, feed me to Joss?!" No. He likes Hallet, he siiings. Where the hell are you, man?

Dude...everyone needs to add "magic crack" as an interest. I can't believe out of a bazillion and four people on this site, nobody else likes magic crack. I don't know what you're on...

Date:	2003-08-25 01:14
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Mood:	cheerful

Kids, if you see a strange looking man on the corner of the street, the kind that *looks* nice and innocent but you know is really wanted for 8 counts of child abuse in Oklahoma, don't take any candy from him. Or parsley. He tried to tell me it was just *magic weed*. Silly old man. I know better than that. I'm smart, I have my own show. HaHA. Beat that, yankee doodle. I know it's just parsley and oregano in a BAGGIE.

Date:	2003-08-25 01:11
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Mood:	amused

Look! I'm de-virginizing my livejournal! Check my ass out! And say hi to my dog, Bertha. She's the one with the brain. I borrow it occasionally, but mostly, she just keeps it safe. From harm. And Andy's bad bad drugs.

Also? I can *fly*!