Hippo Birdie, Two Meeps
Well, I'm 26.
Go me.
Friday was quite the day, we started at five-ish at an Eithiopean resturaunt, (and if you ever have the chance to try this cuisine, for the love of god do, it's amazing stuff!) where there was much freinds and congenial conversation and a couple presents - I *AM* seeing Narnia opening night, thanks to the_iron_troll and serblett (who is the proverbial girlfreind who DOES in fact exist. And is quite sweet. And lovely.) The other pressy was a little action figure Nightcrawler from kenderheart and phuata. He is getting photographed and made into an icon for fuzzyblue_elf, I swear.
Here's the thing - partway through the meal the lady at the resteraunt asked mike_mccall whose birthday it was, and he pointed at me, and I thought - oh my god, did they arrange something - and sure enough at the end of the meal, when coffe was being served, she brought out a slice of this GORGEOUS spice-cake with think icing and a little pink candle and everybody SANG and I looked at mike and he's just O_o because appaerently they DIDN'T arrage this, the owner of the resteraunt did.
There was generous tipping, I hope. I mean, really.
So, after dinner the majority of us come back to my place for a Farscape marathon - which had some DAMN amusing moments in it, (including janus14 reciting Smith's lines from the Burly Brawl to the multiple Johns coming out in "Exodus From Genisis") but I sadly neglected to jot most of them down. Anybody, help me out?
I crashed around 11, after about four episodes, and sent everybody home. Unfortunately later on that night, things took a foul turn as I got hit hard with a touch of - something - flu or allergies I'm not sure, but it involved a very nasty experience which ended up with me needing a bath at 4:30 AM. I was comtemplating giving you all details, but I decided I love you all too much.
Saterday did not go quite as smoothly - there were alot of cancellations and eventually the only person who showed up was Chris (my ex Chris, not christianmystic Chris), though zsofica dropped by earlier with cake, Or rather, torte. Chocolate Devil's food cake torte. With cheesecakey icing. And cherry topping. And... I swear, if I could shoot this cake straight into my veins I would, for lo, it is crack. Anyway, despite it being a party of three, it was lovely, and at the end Chris was cursing out my name because now "I have to buy ANOTHER goddamned TV show boxset!" Hee hee. "We will, we will, scape you!"
So, I have been parusing online and recived some lovely lovely virtual pressies, including this and this from computer_boy (and no, I WASN'T wearing a suit in the source photo for that first one, clever boy!!) a paid account and mucho icons for fuzzyblue_elf from crispengrey, and THIS lovely bit of Stark/Zhaan photogasmic unity smut from gjohnsonkoehn, who is one of the most talented smut-smiths I know. Scroll up form the S/Z for some of his original work if you don't beleive me.
So, mike_mccall is needing the puter and I hear that torte calling my name again - so I will go now, and ish you all a pleasnet day. Goddess knows with one or two exceptions, I've had several. :)
Super-sekrit message to greyarcadian, amejisuto, and lithera I WILL be back!!
Super-sekrit message to kazbaby: check your TF PM in-box! Last chance to back out of doing this thing!
The Usual f'list-dump of Memes and Links and Crap:
Which Pirates of the Caribbean character are you?
Hee. She's my default icon for a REASON, you know. :)
From vilakins hobsonphile, because I'm termanally confused, the Victorian Sex Cry Generator!
And finally, a meme from damn near everbody on the f'list, a twist on an old favourite:
Please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
Go me.
Friday was quite the day, we started at five-ish at an Eithiopean resturaunt, (and if you ever have the chance to try this cuisine, for the love of god do, it's amazing stuff!) where there was much freinds and congenial conversation and a couple presents - I *AM* seeing Narnia opening night, thanks to the_iron_troll and serblett (who is the proverbial girlfreind who DOES in fact exist. And is quite sweet. And lovely.) The other pressy was a little action figure Nightcrawler from kenderheart and phuata. He is getting photographed and made into an icon for fuzzyblue_elf, I swear.
Here's the thing - partway through the meal the lady at the resteraunt asked mike_mccall whose birthday it was, and he pointed at me, and I thought - oh my god, did they arrange something - and sure enough at the end of the meal, when coffe was being served, she brought out a slice of this GORGEOUS spice-cake with think icing and a little pink candle and everybody SANG and I looked at mike and he's just O_o because appaerently they DIDN'T arrage this, the owner of the resteraunt did.
There was generous tipping, I hope. I mean, really.
So, after dinner the majority of us come back to my place for a Farscape marathon - which had some DAMN amusing moments in it, (including janus14 reciting Smith's lines from the Burly Brawl to the multiple Johns coming out in "Exodus From Genisis") but I sadly neglected to jot most of them down. Anybody, help me out?
I crashed around 11, after about four episodes, and sent everybody home. Unfortunately later on that night, things took a foul turn as I got hit hard with a touch of - something - flu or allergies I'm not sure, but it involved a very nasty experience which ended up with me needing a bath at 4:30 AM. I was comtemplating giving you all details, but I decided I love you all too much.
Saterday did not go quite as smoothly - there were alot of cancellations and eventually the only person who showed up was Chris (my ex Chris, not christianmystic Chris), though zsofica dropped by earlier with cake, Or rather, torte. Chocolate Devil's food cake torte. With cheesecakey icing. And cherry topping. And... I swear, if I could shoot this cake straight into my veins I would, for lo, it is crack. Anyway, despite it being a party of three, it was lovely, and at the end Chris was cursing out my name because now "I have to buy ANOTHER goddamned TV show boxset!" Hee hee. "We will, we will, scape you!"
So, I have been parusing online and recived some lovely lovely virtual pressies, including this and this from computer_boy (and no, I WASN'T wearing a suit in the source photo for that first one, clever boy!!) a paid account and mucho icons for fuzzyblue_elf from crispengrey, and THIS lovely bit of Stark/Zhaan photogasmic unity smut from gjohnsonkoehn, who is one of the most talented smut-smiths I know. Scroll up form the S/Z for some of his original work if you don't beleive me.
So, mike_mccall is needing the puter and I hear that torte calling my name again - so I will go now, and ish you all a pleasnet day. Goddess knows with one or two exceptions, I've had several. :)
Super-sekrit message to greyarcadian, amejisuto, and lithera I WILL be back!!
Super-sekrit message to kazbaby: check your TF PM in-box! Last chance to back out of doing this thing!
The Usual f'list-dump of Memes and Links and Crap:
Which Pirates of the Caribbean character are you?
Hee. She's my default icon for a REASON, you know. :)
From vilakins hobsonphile, because I'm termanally confused, the Victorian Sex Cry Generator!
And finally, a meme from damn near everbody on the f'list, a twist on an old favourite:
Please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.