How my birthday was awesome like David Hewlett's ass (or: midnight is where the day begins)
I am hungover and I am in a great mood, and that is the wonderful contradiction of life in fandom. Yes.
So yesterday was my birthday (guess how old I am. No, go on, guess! And no peeking at my userinfo!) and it was wonderful and incredible, first and foremost because a bunch of fabulous people put together the community day_begins and gave me prezzies! ( Read more... )
So yesterday was my birthday (guess how old I am. No, go on, guess! And no peeking at my userinfo!) and it was wonderful and incredible, first and foremost because a bunch of fabulous people put together the community day_begins and gave me prezzies! ( Read more... )
Trin: They do...ON THE PLANET OF THE ASS-BABIES.
Siria: *eyes go comically wide*
Bewley's waitress: *walks past, having come in behind Trin at the perfect/most perfectly awful moment*
That may possibly have been the funniest thing to have ever happened to me in the restroom of a cafe. I would almost say the funniest thing to have ever happened to me in a public restroom... but that's another story.
At some point after I--supposedly! I deny everything!--started making comments about Joss Whedon's ass,
Well, it started off with you and me considering all the varied ways in which we could sex Nathan Fillion, but you did veer off into a digression on the subject of Joss' ass. Although you didn't place it above the Hewlett's. I believe you waved your cushion around at one point and declared that "In the Kingdom of Ass, David Hewlett rules over all! His is a glorious reign!"
I laughed a lot.
Siria suggested that I should probably either go home or give in and camp out on her couch for the night.
I so did not! I was the one who was all for you staying, but you were very, very insistent that you go home. I was the one who walked you to the bus stop and made you text me when you got home, remember? I get frighteningly maternalistic about these things.
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I'm actually deeply proud. The timing couldn't have been better.
I would almost say the funniest thing to have ever happened to me in a public restroom... but that's another story.
*raises eyebrow*
I believe you waved your cushion around at one point and declared that "In the Kingdom of Ass, David Hewlett rules over all! His is a glorious reign!"
Um, yeah. That sounds frighteningly familiar. But what did I say about Joss' ass? Was it so horrible I blocked it out?
I so did not! I was the one who was all for you staying, but you were very, very insistent that you go home.
I meant, you were the one who suggested I call it a night. The decision to go home was all mine. You were very good and motherly about it. *g*
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I worked in an Irish nightclub for three years. Believe me when I say that what I saw in its bathrooms has provided me with blackmail material enough to keep half the town subservient to me.
But what did I say about Joss' ass? Was it so horrible I blocked it out?
I do believe that you declared it to be a very fine ass indeed. There was also something about you being. Er. Willing to make porn with him (and yes, I asked you for definition of what you meant by that, and yes, you said as in 'have the sex with him'). No, I don't know why you said that either.
You were very good and motherly about it.
It's the Irish Catholic side of me. Can't escape it!
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I know, but I wanted specifics! I am a gossip whore!
Also, possibly just a regular-old whore: even sober, I'll admit that I really WOULD sex Joss Whedon. He's just so cool! Maybe some of his coolness would enter me! Er. Rub off on me? I mean...
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What, of all of them? It's kind of like I worked amidst one vast orgy of drink, vomit, drugs, blood, dancing, people drowning in toilet bowls, bras (and the lack thereof), blowjobs, anal sex, Satanic goat sacrifices, and crochet needles.
Seriously.
He's just so cool! Maybe some of his coolness would enter me! Er. Rub off on me? I mean...
Gosh. It's almost like you were trying to make a double entendre!
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And I worked with lawyers. Do I win?
(Oh, who am I kidding. We both know you totally win.)
It's almost like you were trying to make a double entendre!
*shocked gasp* How dare you imply...I would NEVER do something like that! Never!
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