No, for real, I do really honestly have other interests in life. Really.
Haven't gotten around to writing up the Ren Fest visit this weekend, or the other Team Awesome stuff (still), or about seeing Star Trek for the third time (and I would totally go again, just so you know).
Instead: I've mentioned that mekosuchinae is my #1 best crack dealer for ST:AOS/ST XI fic. Like this recent one, " The Fistbump is Non-Optional," where Spock, Kirk, and McCoy are locked up somewhere, and Jim is really drunk:
"I apologize, Captain, but I must refrain," said Spock. "I have seen where your hands have been and until you have sterilized the effected areas, preferably on a subdermal level, I do not wish to be in contact with any portion of your anatomy."
"Are you going to cry if no one fistbumps you?" McCoy said. "Will this destroy your self-esteem?"
"I'm a sensitive man, Bones," Kirk said. "A sensitive man with needs. Among them the need to hella fistbump."
Yeah, this gluttonous wallow in fannishness is eating my brain, and I don't see an end in sight in the near future.
Instead: I've mentioned that mekosuchinae is my #1 best crack dealer for ST:AOS/ST XI fic. Like this recent one, " The Fistbump is Non-Optional," where Spock, Kirk, and McCoy are locked up somewhere, and Jim is really drunk:
"I apologize, Captain, but I must refrain," said Spock. "I have seen where your hands have been and until you have sterilized the effected areas, preferably on a subdermal level, I do not wish to be in contact with any portion of your anatomy."
"Are you going to cry if no one fistbumps you?" McCoy said. "Will this destroy your self-esteem?"
"I'm a sensitive man, Bones," Kirk said. "A sensitive man with needs. Among them the need to hella fistbump."
Yeah, this gluttonous wallow in fannishness is eating my brain, and I don't see an end in sight in the near future.