October 20th, 2005

cat-adorable

I am dead of cuteness. Do not mourn me.

I was crippled by the adorable DH and now I am totally SLAYED BY BABY ANIMALS. Because some_stars turned Rodney into a baby sea turtle. And Radek into a lemur. And then there was a panda...and a kitten. And... --> *dies*
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"I thought I was allowed to annoy McKay."

"You are," John said, which was true; he'd asked permission specifically. "Just...wait till we can figure out if he's still sentient or not." (Rodney)

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"It was a very nice thought," Teyla said, "but we prefer the major in his human form." Somehow things like that always sounded completely normal when she said them. (John)

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"Rodney," John said, "he's a lemur. He doesn't have a will." (Radek)

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McKay glared down at him from the armchair he was cruelly refusing to share with John. The intense desire to sit on McKay's lap was another new development, and John figured he'd probably be more worried about it if he didn't seem to be incapable of worrying about anything at the moment. Ancient puppies were apparently very relaxed. (John)

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"Yes, Colonel. I brought a kitten specialist to Atlantis for just such an occasion as this." (Ronon)

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Ronon leaned over her desk and scooped Teyla up, depositing her back in his shirt pocket. (Teyla)

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Also, you are all fired, because no one on my flist linked to this. Not in BIG BOLD CAPS for attention impaired people like me. And also I am fired because I didn't have lcsbanana on my ljradar before now.

I may have to retitle my LJ at last. I'm thinking, "Wombats make me happy."
elijah

as the polls close...

I'm fascinated by the poll results. I knew there'd be a solid show of support for Angel S5, and for SGA, but that's about all I could predict. The results tell me a lot about current fannish trends (or at least, trends in the Venn subset of "fans" and "people who read my journal"). Big damn Doctor Who enthusiasm; and of course Firefly is riding the post-movie swell--I should have expected that. Also a good showing for Nip/Tuck & MST3K. You are my peeps, yo.

But nobody wanted me to watch Profiler (sniff) even though I'd just finished the episode where they killed off [SPOILER]. That was crushing. That's why I had to stop for a bit. It was just so bitterly cruel of them. Bastards. THEY KILLED KENNY! Except for how his name wasn't Kenny.

Annnnyway. Only five of you wanted me to watch Alias? Dude. That's sad.

I give bonus hard-core Hewlett fan-points to wickedwords, z_rayne, and sp23 for their Boa vote. And boniblithe, kumi, and delmi correctly divined my need to watch Seinfeld, which is what I did. I needed to giggle witlessly for a few hours while making a poster of steamed groats. (Don't ask.) Several smart people also said "Up with zombies!" Others whispered "Rollo Tomasi," which is intuitive, as I've been fantasizing about BudWhiteAndRodneyShutUp!!!! And _divya_ reminded me that Due South should have gone on the list, because I have most of S3 on DVD as yet unwatched.

I also forgot to include 24 S1 (::waves to sherrold and anaxila::), which I just bought.

You all fascinate me!

In closing, BABY ATLANTIS ANIMALS!
elijah

Mulder/Skinner, scrape, sleek, llama for tisiphone318

"They were just llamas" was the first thing out of Mulder's mouth when he got back home; he looked disappointed, and his normal sleekness was ruffled--he had straws in his hair he apparently wasn't aware of, which was interesting as he'd just traveled across country on a passenger jet. Skinner scraped the char off his toast, applied a measure of butter and jam, and chewed as Mulder dropped tiredly into the kitchen chair across from him and stole his coffee.

"Not Aegipan demi-gods, then?" Skinner asked blandly, and got a *shut up* stare in response, the stare of a cat contemplating shitting in your shoe next time you turned your back.
elijah

I am going home...now...now...NOW.

It took a final push of five hours, one order of cashew chicken, an amerimisto, a Diet Pepsi, a pink stuffed bear, several long loud playlists, and approximately 114 M&Ms to get this project out the door, but it's over. Now all I have left to do is...everything else!

I was going to post another 3-sentence thingy, but somehow got sidetracked for the last hour by--again--google images, and holy motherlode of god. You have to see this Web site. It is an extensive collection of stunning, crisp, exquisitely colored photographs from around the world, and it just goes on and on. (Image-intensive, obviously, with full index pages, but individual images aren't particularly large.)

By the way--not that anyone *has* spoiled me, but I haven't caught Alias at all yet this season, and it may be a while before I see it. So if anyone spoils me for Michael's storyline or anything else, I will find you and chop you into tiny pieces and feed you to hungry lemurs. Be. Warned.