So, back in 2007 I started getting into bandom. And on Christmas Eve, the enigmatic Lady R. and I were both stuck at work, being both drowned in Way Too Fucking Much To Do AND bored out of our skulls at the same time, and we started... texting back and forth. With epic crack fic. And kept going at intervals over the next several months. And it's ( Read more... )

Today, shockingly, I come bearing a gift. For one most marvellous jezzabe, on the occasion of her birth.

...admittedly, it's exactly 365 days late now, but I didn't forget about it, so... hopefully it'll serve belatedly, too. Much much love, bb.

( Never Feels Out of Place, Jon/Spencer, PG, 600 words )

For the record, I currently have seven gdocs open for six different AUs, five of which are totally not at all our Big Bang. Er. Oops? I'm trying to clear off my phone before it explodes and dies of over-full mailbox. I mean, I knew we AU-d a lot, but there's at least two on here I'd completely forgotten about (girl!Spencer/Cassadee, a) how are you ( Read more... )

ATTENTION MUSKRATS: so I am manning up to my vague pronouncements from earlier about holding an informal bandom panel in our room (if we'll all fit) or the con suite (if people don't mind) or, basically, anywhere (we are resourceful! I'm sure we can find something!) at Muskrat Jamboree, since we all failed to coordinate our efforts to get a bandom ( Read more... )

...this seems appropriate. Again. I continue to blame anyone but myself. :D

( Because XKCD is all wise. )

I am torn between \o/ - our panel got in! yay genderfuck! and DDDD: because... our panel got in! Which means we need to plan it eeeeeeeeek. It's possible I maybe overpressurise these things. However, I am obviously a little sad that we bandomers clearly got distracted and didn't coordinate a vote swing like we could've. I choose to blame our very ( Read more... )

Appropos of nothing: I really, really want to make a t-shirt (ooh, or better yet a hoodie) that has a picture of a cupcake and "this cupcake has seconds to live" in a the Who-ish font. ...I find weird things hilarious, yes ( Read more... )

Me: *admits my Big Bang subject was maybe a little bit chosen with malice aforethought*
Kat: YOU ARE A BAD FRIEND. I WAS BROUGHT INTO BANDOM UNDER FALSE PRETENSES I WANT OFF THE RIDE NOW.
Me: LIES! (also disturbing metaphor about Spencer Smith which I will spare you all but it was LOL)

I am also wildly amused by the fact that today at lunch blademistress and ( Read more... )

I want very much to recreate the chain of ear-worming with malice aforethought that had us in tears of laughter at work this afternoon, but I honestly don't think I could do justice to our genius. Suffice to say we had a good five minutes of absolute hilarity with me and blademistress going back and forth with things like "it's a TRAGEDY" and "well, I'm sorry ( Read more... )

It feels like there are tiny gnomes doing the free-climbing thing with their pitons and spiky boots at the back of my throat. I am not enjoying this ( Read more... )