"I just needed to get a little floor under me."
So I didn't realise just how much 
blademistress didn't like Jonas Quinn until we got up to the season of Jonas in SG-1.
And now she is yelling at the TV more than I did at the replicators. (For those of you playing along at home and/or not on twitter, that is a LOT.)
Aaaaand my mother just came to visit and gave us groceries in exchange for books (and, okay, also because my parents' fridge just tried to go on strike and they needed to get rid of some stuff) and she gave us cake, and cupcakes, and also chocolate bars, and did I mention that Blade was hitting the jager BEFORE my mother got here with all the sugar?
Because that happened.
AND IT'S HILARIOUS.
The great part is there is evil in this flat she hasn't found yet.
But the other great part is every time I say "Jonas" or "Jonas Brothers" or "not Daniel!" she shrieks more. A++ ENTERTAINMENT.
("I drank all my babies!" "The floor is really pointy! ...your laughter is not guiding the way home, just so you know." "Uh oh-- no, wait, it's okay, they're all empty.")
Oh god she's drunk enough she just mixed up Star Trek and Star Wars. Uh oh. I think I need to cut her off.
...or I could keep taking pictures. :D?
Also we just realised that SGA is actually a Pinky and the Brain AU. THINK ABOUT IT!
("Thorteen, that's funny! Shut up. NO YOU!")
Although hands down the best part of the evening really was when I made her shriek with formless rage for about five minutes, so she lurched off to the hall closet, and then came back brandishing a giant roll of duct tape yelling "I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU FINISH!"
Dear reader, I "that's what she said"-ed her.
("For the first time ever, I really hope you're twittering about hockey players.")
I'm pretty sure she just said Simon Cowell/Paula Abdul is her RPS OTP, too. It's like I don't even know her anymore!
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blademistress didn't like Jonas Quinn until we got up to the season of Jonas in SG-1.
And now she is yelling at the TV more than I did at the replicators. (For those of you playing along at home and/or not on twitter, that is a LOT.)
Aaaaand my mother just came to visit and gave us groceries in exchange for books (and, okay, also because my parents' fridge just tried to go on strike and they needed to get rid of some stuff) and she gave us cake, and cupcakes, and also chocolate bars, and did I mention that Blade was hitting the jager BEFORE my mother got here with all the sugar?
Because that happened.
AND IT'S HILARIOUS.
The great part is there is evil in this flat she hasn't found yet.
But the other great part is every time I say "Jonas" or "Jonas Brothers" or "not Daniel!" she shrieks more. A++ ENTERTAINMENT.
("I drank all my babies!" "The floor is really pointy! ...your laughter is not guiding the way home, just so you know." "Uh oh-- no, wait, it's okay, they're all empty.")
Oh god she's drunk enough she just mixed up Star Trek and Star Wars. Uh oh. I think I need to cut her off.
...or I could keep taking pictures. :D?
Also we just realised that SGA is actually a Pinky and the Brain AU. THINK ABOUT IT!
("Thorteen, that's funny! Shut up. NO YOU!")
Although hands down the best part of the evening really was when I made her shriek with formless rage for about five minutes, so she lurched off to the hall closet, and then came back brandishing a giant roll of duct tape yelling "I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU FINISH!"
Dear reader, I "that's what she said"-ed her.
("For the first time ever, I really hope you're twittering about hockey players.")
I'm pretty sure she just said Simon Cowell/Paula Abdul is her RPS OTP, too. It's like I don't even know her anymore!
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