*verklempt*

[trinityofone]

Oh my God! Not ten minutes after I made that last post, flowers arrived for me! Talk about timing! At first I thought it was from a publisist—the other Associate Editor, who does parties, is always getting gift baskets from club promoters—but it was from John and Rodney! Well, that's what the card said, anyway. ;-)

Whoever you are, thank you so, SO much. I am so touched— I love all of you and I'm so glad I have this place to bitch and squee and mourn and rejoice in. Thank you.

*huge, enveloping hugs*

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Nice sarcasm. Goes with your eyes.

I'm just sayin' - I don't know that anyone really needs a side of yak in July. Even you. And don't start in about 'everything's good with mustard' again.




. . . and is that my shirt?

[amireal.livejournal.com]

I feel compelled to point out that it's January, about as far from July as you can get.

As a jew here, I have to say that a pick me up gift isn't complete until there's food. And maybe a warm sweater.

*eyes both of you*

Is that his shirt?

[(Anonymous)]

Uh - hi?

And did you miss the part about Meat of the Month. October's like - ostrich gonads or something.

[amireal.livejournal.com]

Hi! *looks cheerful*

Considering how cold I run my AC-- *shrug*.

Though you have a point on the exotic scale. But I do feel food in general is not a track that should be overturned out of hand.

Oh hey, English major also!

[(Anonymous)]

Hey, I'm not against food. Chocolate? Chocolate's good. Beans out of a can. Slim Jims. Doritos. You know, the good stuff.

[amireal.livejournal.com]

Chicken soup.

*nods sagely* And DVDs.

[(Anonymous)]

. . . you eat DVDs?

[amireal.livejournal.com]

*eyes you*

This is why Rodney resorts to things like tying your shoe laces together.

[(Anonymous)]

Now why on earth would you think I was being sarcastic about your issues, Colonel? You're like a poster-child for Oprah, usually.

I don't see why you have such a problem with the yak. It's a traditional Canadian dish, enjoyed by Mounties the length and breadth of, well. Canada. And you know Ronon would help her finish it off anyway. Hell, he'd probably skin it for her so that he can wear the pelt as a coat.

. . . if I said yes?

[(Anonymous)]

Jesus, McKay. Has Cauldwell been smuggling Oprah in for you again?



. . . I might want it back.

[(Anonymous)]

Please, you know he's a devotee of Dr Phil. To an almost frightening degree, now that I think of it. Something about him being bald, too - apparently it's a sign of virility.

Not that you'd know anything about that.

It is very cold in here, do you honestly want me to go around with no shirt on?

[(Anonymous)]

I don't wanna talk about his virility. I know too much about him thanks to that flight suit already.





It's cold? Is that why you're sort of - you know. Nippular?

[(Anonymous)]

I wish to say only two things in reply to this.

Firstly: Have you been checking out his ass? Is this some kind of twisted authority figure kink?

Secondly: Nippular? That is so not a word. I'm requesting a copy of Merriam-Webster to be sent over on the next Daedalus run, purely so that I can hit you over the head with it.

[(Anonymous)]

No I have not been checking out his ass. That's sick. You're totally sick.

Second - is too a word. What else do you call it when you get all pointy and MY black t-shirt's all . . . distorted. By your nipples. Which I would like to bite. You know.

[(Anonymous)]

Oh god, you do, you totally do. You probably get off when I call you Colonel. That is disturbing on so many levels.

And pointy? My nipples do not get pointy. They are just. . . nipple-like. It's not my fault if your t-shirts get stretched when worn by a person who is not a broomstick topped with hair.

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

Sorry to point it out, but you know that yak is not native to Canada, right? As much as I admire your efforts to justify Meat Of The Month Club to Sheppard, who clearly has no taste (because I'm sorry, nothing says I Love You like an exquisitely tender steak) it would have been more believable if you had said "caribou" or something.

But you're still smarter than me, even if you do mix up yak and caribou. So no insult intended, you sexy sexy man.

[(Anonymous)]

HEY. Hands off.

JS

and whatami - chopped liver?

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

You're sexy too, Sheppard. Both of you are! I don't play favourites. I lust equally. (But you do have bad taste - Meat Of The Month Club was totally a good idea. Girls love the meat.)

[(Anonymous)]

. . . is that a come on?

JS

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

Do you want it to be? *wink*

[(Anonymous)]

I'm sorry, you do you know what my degrees - and note that I say degrees, plural - are in, right? Do you see botany hidden amongst them anywhere? Zoology? Any field of barely-scientific study connected to Canada's varied array of wildlife? No.

Yak, caribou - whatever. I just call them 'good eating.'

And - what? Sexy? You're an English major, aren't you? They're all wildly over-sexed.

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

No, I'm an Ancient Historian. We're worse than English majors. Or better, depending on your perspective. But none of us can resist that ass of yours. We're all very, very jealous of Colonel Sheppard. I'd grope you, but I think he'd shoot me.

[(Anonymous)]

Damn straight I would.

[(Anonymous)]

My god, worse. At least English majors can use their quote unquote degrees to write decently punctuated porn.

And good god, woman, please stop objectifying me. I feel like I'm back with all those rabid feminists at Berkeley.

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

Don't you insult my punctuation, Rodney McKay. My intelligence, maybe. My punctuation? NEVER.

But we objectify because we love! Or at the very least, lust. If you want it to stop, you should stop being so sexy.