... in which you can't even get a trade-in on your smile
The word of the day is "gah", for reasons multitudinous and boring, so I'm going to be incredibly shallow in the hopes that this will result in sleep soon. Oy.
In order to cheer myself up, I've been looking at this picture possibly a little too often. This is because I am way, way too easily amused... I tend to think straight and gay are only occasionally useful classifications, but the only thing in the world less heterosexual than that picture is a gay orgy.
That picture may or may not be responsible for the Stargate Atlantis Crack Mix I made this afternoon. Um. Heh.
Other Stargate-related things include discovering that Rodney worked on the Canadian Robotic Arm. The Arm is actually ridiculously cool - it detaches at both ends so it can swing around and reattach itself! squeee! - and the fact that Rodney got a note saying "thanks for the hand with the arm!" makes me giggle in glee at the sheer geekiness of the production team. Hee. Plus, he went to Northeatern and his middle name is almost certainly Ingram, both of which also make me happy. (And not just cause that means his initials spell "rim". Hee.) Rodney is fabulous. Plus, there's been some other interesting meta abounding recently that I might have to theorise about at some point. And OMG if the speculation about Zelenka comes true I shall actually cry. Because, gah. Oh, and talking of Zelenka, I found a a translation of what he says in Czech in Letters from Pegasus. Gah, people - my Czech is limited to "prestupni stanitzuh Florence", which I can't even spell, so I can't say how accurate it is, but oh my god the love.
tefkas alterted me to the existance of the iBuzz Music Activated Sex Toy. (I might have to repeat that again, just because I find it hilarious: especially the fact that it was tefkas who told me. Heeeee.) Order now for all your musical sex toy needs... unless you're in North America, where they don't deliver to yet. You'll just have to make do with non-musical sex toys, you poor deprived things.
Joss Whedon is my master now, and that link shows why: it's because he's cold and empty inside. Hee.
Finally, mrsronweasley and aneli8 have been evilly reminding me why I liked due South so much. Linking people to pictures like this or this or, er, this while they're trying to work is evil, I tell you. It makes me miss the afternoons of watching Fraser and Ray snark while Diefenbaker calmly took the piss out of them in his own very wolfy way while the rain ran down the windows and the clouds rolled across the sky. I want the DVD box-sets, dammit, possibly even more than I want the Stargate Atlantis one. Since the latter came out yesterday but not here and I don't own it and am hence going "grrrr" at all the people who do, that's saying quite a lot.
In order to cheer myself up, I've been looking at this picture possibly a little too often. This is because I am way, way too easily amused... I tend to think straight and gay are only occasionally useful classifications, but the only thing in the world less heterosexual than that picture is a gay orgy.
That picture may or may not be responsible for the Stargate Atlantis Crack Mix I made this afternoon. Um. Heh.
Other Stargate-related things include discovering that Rodney worked on the Canadian Robotic Arm. The Arm is actually ridiculously cool - it detaches at both ends so it can swing around and reattach itself! squeee! - and the fact that Rodney got a note saying "thanks for the hand with the arm!" makes me giggle in glee at the sheer geekiness of the production team. Hee. Plus, he went to Northeatern and his middle name is almost certainly Ingram, both of which also make me happy. (And not just cause that means his initials spell "rim". Hee.) Rodney is fabulous. Plus, there's been some other interesting meta abounding recently that I might have to theorise about at some point. And OMG if the speculation about Zelenka comes true I shall actually cry. Because, gah. Oh, and talking of Zelenka, I found a a translation of what he says in Czech in Letters from Pegasus. Gah, people - my Czech is limited to "prestupni stanitzuh Florence", which I can't even spell, so I can't say how accurate it is, but oh my god the love.
tefkas alterted me to the existance of the iBuzz Music Activated Sex Toy. (I might have to repeat that again, just because I find it hilarious: especially the fact that it was tefkas who told me. Heeeee.) Order now for all your musical sex toy needs... unless you're in North America, where they don't deliver to yet. You'll just have to make do with non-musical sex toys, you poor deprived things.
Joss Whedon is my master now, and that link shows why: it's because he's cold and empty inside. Hee.
Finally, mrsronweasley and aneli8 have been evilly reminding me why I liked due South so much. Linking people to pictures like this or this or, er, this while they're trying to work is evil, I tell you. It makes me miss the afternoons of watching Fraser and Ray snark while Diefenbaker calmly took the piss out of them in his own very wolfy way while the rain ran down the windows and the clouds rolled across the sky. I want the DVD box-sets, dammit, possibly even more than I want the Stargate Atlantis one. Since the latter came out yesterday but not here and I don't own it and am hence going "grrrr" at all the people who do, that's saying quite a lot.
