*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)]

See? That's why I don't drink kool-aid. Ever.

And there's nothing she could've offered me that would've - you know. Made up for. Stuff. Here.

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

Obviously! You've got people in Atlantis. That mean... stuff. To you. Friends-wise, of course. And puddlejumpers! No flying puddlejumpers when you're a big glowy light squid.

[(Anonymous)]

Well and. You know. McKay.

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

Obviously! Where is he, by the way? Shouldn't you have talked him away from the gateroom by now? What kind of a man would rather run simulations than have really great sex, I do not know.

Well, if sex doesn't work, apparently you can try bacon. At least that's what I hear. (I would still prefer a good steak, though.)

[(Anonymous)]

There are three entities in our relationship - me, him, and Atlantis. Today I'm losing.

[randomeliza.livejournal.com]

Yes, but with hot three-way action like that, in the end isn't everybody a winner?

Seriously, you love Atlantis just as much if not more than he does. And she totally loves you more. :)

[(Anonymous)]

Well - she is kinda cute.