brainstorm
Jul. 10th, 2002 03:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fearlesstempI think there should be Epi-Pens for intense bouts of NSYNC Love. Like, they have them for Diabetics and people with intense food allergies, why not another important, suffering portion of the population? Well, maybe not suffering, but certainly possibly dangerous. God knows how many people I could injure should Up Against the Wall be released as a single and I hear it in the car.
Like, today, I heard Joey was going to be in Rent and promptly flipped out. If someone was there with an Epi-Pen of Reality to counteract my crazed *N obsession (for short, an*N-Pen) to stab in my flabby thigh, I could have quickly recovered from my fit of randomly screeching "JOEY! RENT! EEE!" to my more sane, even-keeled self in moments instead of, well, the hours it's taking me.
And I figure the *N-Pen could come in a variety of flavors, operating by ridding the sufferer's mind of the fit of *N-Luv and replacing it with something else -- contemplation of world issues, concern over the current political climate, passionate feelings about great literature, social activism, etc.
An example of how the *N-Pen would work:
[Scene: Unidentified NSYNC fan (let's call her, oh, BESS for convenience's sake) is driving peacefully along in her car with her good friend HANNAH, a Pearl Jam devotee who can't tell Chris from Lance.]
BESS: And THEN I said to him (opening strains of I Want You Back come on the car radio) --- Oh my God!
HANNAH: What? Oh my God what?
BESS: I haven't heard this song in SO LONG and OH MY GOD I love it so much! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!!
(Car starts weaving through traffic)
BESS: I'M GOIN' CRAAAA-ZAAAAAAY WITHOUT YOUUUUUUUUU.
HANNAH: Bess, come back to me!
BESS: JUSTIN!! JAAAAAAAYYYYCCCEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(HANNAH dives into the glove compartment, pulls out the *N-Pen and stabs BESS in the thigh)
BESS: YOU'RE ALL I EVER -- Oh my God. You know what? We so need lasting peace in the Middle East.
HANNAH: Phew.
That is all.
Like, today, I heard Joey was going to be in Rent and promptly flipped out. If someone was there with an Epi-Pen of Reality to counteract my crazed *N obsession (for short, an*N-Pen) to stab in my flabby thigh, I could have quickly recovered from my fit of randomly screeching "JOEY! RENT! EEE!" to my more sane, even-keeled self in moments instead of, well, the hours it's taking me.
And I figure the *N-Pen could come in a variety of flavors, operating by ridding the sufferer's mind of the fit of *N-Luv and replacing it with something else -- contemplation of world issues, concern over the current political climate, passionate feelings about great literature, social activism, etc.
An example of how the *N-Pen would work:
[Scene: Unidentified NSYNC fan (let's call her, oh, BESS for convenience's sake) is driving peacefully along in her car with her good friend HANNAH, a Pearl Jam devotee who can't tell Chris from Lance.]
BESS: And THEN I said to him (opening strains of I Want You Back come on the car radio) --- Oh my God!
HANNAH: What? Oh my God what?
BESS: I haven't heard this song in SO LONG and OH MY GOD I love it so much! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!!
(Car starts weaving through traffic)
BESS: I'M GOIN' CRAAAA-ZAAAAAAY WITHOUT YOUUUUUUUUU.
HANNAH: Bess, come back to me!
BESS: JUSTIN!! JAAAAAAAYYYYCCCEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(HANNAH dives into the glove compartment, pulls out the *N-Pen and stabs BESS in the thigh)
BESS: YOU'RE ALL I EVER -- Oh my God. You know what? We so need lasting peace in the Middle East.
HANNAH: Phew.
That is all.
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Date: 2002-07-11 11:21 pm (UTC)What's really sad is how much I truly need a fictional *NPen. And JC. :)
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