To those in the Know

[suave_thomas]

If this post were a school report, it would be called "What I did on my Buck's night-A pictorial exploration." And it would get a A.


Thanks, Sunshine, for taking the photo when I look like a knob.


I didn't have those little bell things... I was sad. (Those are Mumsie's friends back there...I'd never met them before in my life which is for the best, but they liked the belly dancing...)


And Madam Nurse here, she made my night!


And this is a random blurry picture of me in a suit. Just because.

And this essay is entitled, "What I did on my Wedding Night-Why I am the Luckiest Man Alive" And it's entirely based on my crass sense of humour.








Look at them both. Every time I do, I can't quite believe my luck.

Comments

[in-spectre-mors.livejournal.com]

I'll be thinking of you every time I do, babe.

But, distracting!

Oh yes, Peter does have the most magnificent ideas. I do love the way his mind works. As for the segue, I could eat! What do you have in mind?

Absolutely, Thomas. I'll do everything I can to keep Flynn's spirits high. Once we get into the swing of things, I'm sure he'll start to feel better.

[suave-thomas.livejournal.com]

And I'll be watching you and squeeing!

There is that! The stethoscope would probably be long forgotten if I broke out Thriller. Oh! I should break out Thriller. But...dancing, not singing....because no.

Peter's mind would be a terrifying thing to overhear... And my mind was thinking me going to get food and bringing it to you so we could eat all cuddled up together because you're going to leave soon and I'd like to think so am I.

I'm sure he will too. I'm just protective. Of both of you, of course... Or all of you, really. But I found Flynn and I...I just want him to be happy.

[in-spectre-mors.livejournal.com]

I do love to make you squee!

Oooh, Thriller! Please do! But not right after dinner, because we wouldn't want to upset your tummy. I really like the idea of curling up with dinner, though. That sounds like such a beautiful way to spend the evening.

I want him to be happy too. He will be. It seems like a long time we'll be away, but we'll be occupied all the time. If we're not soundchecking, travelling or performing, there'll be plenty of sightseeing to do. Maybe even the occasional snooze! The time will pass much more quickly than it seems now.

[suave-thomas.livejournal.com]

It could be pre-dinner entertainment! Then there could be food and cuddling. And eventually dessert. Which will include a lot of licking. I forsee it!

It'll go by like an incredibly wonderful flash. Full of lights and excitement and amazing music. You're all going to be brilliant. And Flynn will have the time of his life. And he'll be back to his Quinn before he knows it. I have to check your tour dates again too because I'm having a plan.

[in-spectre-mors.livejournal.com]

Pre-dinner entertainment, yes! Very good idea! As is this licking you speak of...

I do believe you're right about all that! Thank you! We'll certainly give it our all. I do love the Thomas-plans! They're the best.

[suave-thomas.livejournal.com]

I'm a planner, that's me!

Speaking of, I think this one's pretty good. There'll be a squee-post any second now. Just you wait for it.

[in-spectre-mors.livejournal.com]

Thomas, you are magnificent.

[suave-thomas.livejournal.com]

I'm just pushy!

See, Flynn was right too! About the handcuffs. You never do know! ;)

[in-spectre-mors.livejournal.com]

Flynn is a smart lad! And your pushiness is the best pushiness. I know I'd never complain!

[suave-thomas.livejournal.com]

It usually involves trying to make people happy. I'm glad I could. Flynn and Quinn deserve that. And what Flynn doesn't deserve, is to have the enjoyment of his dream taken away because he's too distracted by missing someone.

[myeyesarehollow.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you. Thank you thank you thank you I'm coming in to flop on you now!

[suave-thomas.livejournal.com]

That's allowed!

And you're very welcome.

[in-spectre-mors.livejournal.com]

You're a wonderful and insightful man, my Thomas.