"It's a shame THEY don't have a coconut!" (or, how we got back to the front of the GA line in AKL.)
Kat: "Rodney/Radek isn't about to become canon no matter HOW much John ships them..." [This was in the middle of a larger discussion, natch.]
HEE. It's funny because it's true. (Although, Gero*? Feel free to make Rodney/Radek canon if you can get away with it. We're not picky. We'll take ANYTHING shiny. And we know you like to have David Hewlett smooch boys. :D)
In news which should surprise no one, but must be shared anew: Kat is made of awesome and is wonderful beyond words.
*We're all au fait with the running joke that Gero reads our email, right? Okay, good.
Okay, I love summer and all? But I am SO ready for all the fucking flies to be gone, or at least minimised. Argh. Going. Crazy. [EDIT: Gave in. Used fly spray. Rendered room uninhabitable for quite a long time. BAH.]
...we had a 4.5 earthquake? Tonight? [EDIT: 9pm.] And I didn't even notice?! Probably because my dad is playing Battle of the Speakers with the neighbours and I'm ready to chuck the lot of them in the harbour. *has no patience for this shit right now*
I was having excellent deep and philosophical thoughts at work this afternoon (I know, who am I and what've I done with me?) but I sadly no longer remember exactly what they were, and plus it's late so, well, letting everything slide. Again. And I forgot to go grocery shopping - mostly because I left work late after arriving early and couldn't face Weds-just-after-work at the supermarket tonight and, uh, forgot to go later. A hot cross bun and a muesli bar is totally a meal, right? (Though, memo to self, bring butter from home as you've run out and really don't want to use anything that lives in the work fridge, as said fridge could be used as evidence of Darwinism.)
You know you've been watching too much Stargate when you have nightmares about replicators attacking you. (Uh, Milky Way early SG-1 insect-type replicators, that is, for the ten of you who would distinguish. :D)
HEE. It's funny because it's true. (Although, Gero*? Feel free to make Rodney/Radek canon if you can get away with it. We're not picky. We'll take ANYTHING shiny. And we know you like to have David Hewlett smooch boys. :D)
In news which should surprise no one, but must be shared anew: Kat is made of awesome and is wonderful beyond words.
*We're all au fait with the running joke that Gero reads our email, right? Okay, good.
Okay, I love summer and all? But I am SO ready for all the fucking flies to be gone, or at least minimised. Argh. Going. Crazy. [EDIT: Gave in. Used fly spray. Rendered room uninhabitable for quite a long time. BAH.]
...we had a 4.5 earthquake? Tonight? [EDIT: 9pm.] And I didn't even notice?! Probably because my dad is playing Battle of the Speakers with the neighbours and I'm ready to chuck the lot of them in the harbour. *has no patience for this shit right now*
I was having excellent deep and philosophical thoughts at work this afternoon (I know, who am I and what've I done with me?) but I sadly no longer remember exactly what they were, and plus it's late so, well, letting everything slide. Again. And I forgot to go grocery shopping - mostly because I left work late after arriving early and couldn't face Weds-just-after-work at the supermarket tonight and, uh, forgot to go later. A hot cross bun and a muesli bar is totally a meal, right? (Though, memo to self, bring butter from home as you've run out and really don't want to use anything that lives in the work fridge, as said fridge could be used as evidence of Darwinism.)
You know you've been watching too much Stargate when you have nightmares about replicators attacking you. (Uh, Milky Way early SG-1 insect-type replicators, that is, for the ten of you who would distinguish. :D)