i'm prepared to pilfer office supplies...

( Maybe one day soon I'll make a post that doesn't involve details about the condo purchase. But it is not this day. )

I also packed up most of my office. As I was telling Cel earlier today, I have an absurd number of magazines both in my office and at home. I'd like to say that it's work related but I can't even go there. I just have an aversion to tossing any magazine that features someone I like or something I consider important. Like JFK Jr's death. Or all 6 Rolling Stone covers from July 2001. I'm sitting on copies of Bop from 2000 that I'll probably have when I'm 92 but I can't throw them out. What if I need them one day? (And is that the pack rat's mantra?) On the upside, at least, if needed, I can use the work card and claim that I have stacks of Teen People for work purposes.

are you petrified of being petrified?

First. The Yankees are going to give me a heart attack.

Moving on. Has anyone actually listened to Harry and the Potters? They're bad. Really bad. Funeral dirge bad. But the lyrics are funny as hell. Links to the songs are here. These guys are seriously on their own special crack.

There's a new chapter posted in the Orlando/Elijah clue series! Chapter 10 was a fitting end but this just makes it sweeter.

Chapter 11

"Tell me … tell me you love it," he says, his fingers digging into the smooth bone and muscle of Orli's hips.

"I love it," Orli says at once, pulling his head and shoulders off the pillows, curling up to bring his face closer to Elijah's. "I love it - "

Elijah starts to pant, everything – breath, pulse, bones - coming apart in the same frantic rhythm.

" – I love it," Orli snarls.

I also read some new popslash for the first time in a long time. Moment by Moment by Topaz for the Fortune's Five challenge.

Justin watched JC cross the small open space and finally acknowledged just how long he'd wanted this. He'd shoved it down, away, kept it hidden from everyone, most especially himself, but it didn't matter. It was still there, and Justin was pretty sure it was never going to go away.

Have I mentioned that the Yankees are going to kill me?