Love, lift me out of these blues.

[trinityofone]

•I owe several people e-mails, but I'm feeling really icky and anti-social and depressed, so please forgive me for not having gotten back to you yet. However, if you haven't heard from me by tomorrow, please feel free to kick me.

•It's my birthday in 13 days. Ugh.

•I need distraction. Comment with a prompt, and there's a fairly good chance I'll write you a drabble.

•Now to the microwave, away!

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Le premier danseur

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John choked on the obvious tutu joke when Rodney demonstrated that he could put both his legs behind his head.

“Wow, you’re...” John realized his eyes were bugging out a little. “...Flexible.”

Rodney frowned. “No, I’m out of practice. Here, do me a favor,” he said, and suddenly, John found himself clutching one of Rodney’s ankles as the physicist (and amateur danseur) performed an impossible contortion that was apparently a stretch. Rodney pushed against him and grunted. “Yeah: harder, do it harder—”

Later, sweat-slick and naked, John turned to Rodney hopefully and asked, “So, can you give me lessons?”

Re: Le premier danseur

[of-evangeline.livejournal.com]

and amateur danseur

You make me leak with glee. ;_____; ♥

And of course Rodney gives him piano lessons first because he'd rather have John develop dexterity in his fingers...