Who's Elliott?

I get a ride home with William today and as soon as I get in the car he starts out with "Elliott's got a really shitty voice I don't feel so bad about myself now." Mind, I'm on brainlock from another shitty day at the office.

Turns out William drove around with one of the demo's in the CD player. Zeff's knee was really giving him shit that day and he was hurting, quite a bit off. So of course he was not singing great, he was drugged up. Took me forever to figure out what he was talking about. I kept thinking Elliott Mintz.

In other somewhat related news, Joey's also had the little dip thing that Mal makes and we're gonna try to recreate it. He ran into them last spring before I did and it's turned into the running joke. 'What's for supper, Mal?'

Starting to feel real bad about my XMas fic. I don't think the recipient will like it and now it's really getting to that squick zone with my comfort buffer. Less and less comfortable writing it. Gotta just push through it though. No choice at this point.