SEIBOLD
EEEEEEVIL!!!
RYAN
DAILY
Here's Ryan and his tool. Oooh....
RYAN
GRIBIN
Here's another Ryan, looking all disgusted and mean, yet still maintaining his immense cuteness.
JUSTIN
Here's Justin, in a candid little shot I got when he was visiting Seattle last Summer. Awww....
TOM
This is Tom, the only person I actually made an effort to talk where I used to work. Up until I started talking to him, I pretty much just made sure I had my headphones on during my breaks and on lunch so no one would try to talk to me. "What's up, antisocialgirl?" Then I just started hanging out in the corner with Tom, and people still couldn't talk to me. Heh heh. That bruise is from the Left-Hand-Punching-Game, by the way. Don't ask.
JAMIE
This is Jamie and his guitar. I like boys with messy hair.
ERIC & MARC
At left: Though you probably can't tell from this picture, Eric and Marc are hella hotties. They're hella perverts, too, but that's all good, because so am I.
STEVE
This is Steve's butt. Ain't it cute?? The rest of him matches perfectly.
JOHN
All I can say is wow. Of all the cute boys on this page, John is the one I've known and loved longest. *sigh*
CURSE
This is Curse. Curse may look all gnarly and mean, but he's really sweet... with a hard candy shell... mmm... yeah. Curse reminds me of the little boy on the paper towel commercials who spills grape juice all over his mom's new carpet right before a high-class suare and she's all pissed but then he throws her this adorable little pouty puppy-dog look and she smiles and hugs him and gives him more grape juice. Really.
SOLOMON
This is Solomon. Solomon is a pretty little gothy girlie boy. I don't usually like gothboys, but Solomon is really cool so I don't mind that he's a gothboy. One of his favorite bands is OMD, so he's not all THAT goth, anyway. You may know him from irc, as solly or solomon23. He usually hangs out in #gothic or #industrial.
PATRICK
Ok, so Patrick is another hardass-lookin' kinda guy that I have a soft spot for. He has this wicked smirky smile thing he does where you don't know whether to think he's disturbed, pissed-off, or really excited. He doesn't talk much, which is refreshing when you consider that a lot of the people I come in contact with just don't know when to shut up. You know, the Eeeeeevil-est boys are the ones who go the subtle route...