this might be the place

Fandom is indeed a small world after all. I was going back through my fic and pretending to clean up tags when I found this delightful comment thread. lavvyan! Apparently I was destined for SGA and thus you! Somehow I've managed to miss your pea/ketchup epic, though, which makes me sadface really hard. :C

On the topic of sadface: food poisoning, I has it. Thanks, February, for the third year running. Sigh. At least I have John's pretty biceps to keep me company.

Anyway since I can't sleep, three prompts please?

I'm kind of overwhelmed by how much I love you all. I don't even know where to start on answering comments or sending back emails, for those of you who were sweet enough to take the time out to do that too. I just...god, guys. Way to make the hormonal girl bawl and then flail around like a rubber chicken until she smacks into a wall. Yes, that actually happened.

Suffice to say, I feel a freaking lot better. I kind of knew getting it out like that would help, and then I baked cookies, watched Family guy, and wore a skirt in the dead of winter. Being a loon makes me happy. ALONG WITH ALL OF YOU and the fact that in less than an hour? It will no longer be February!!!!!!!! *TICKER TAPE PARADE*

On top of that awesomesauce is this little cherry: tomorrow is the sixth month anniversary of gleeweek! That means I've known some of you for a half a year! How insane is that? That's pretty insane. I feel privileged to know all of you, babies. You're the cream in my coffee, even though I don't drink coffee, I drink tea. Without anything in it. You know what I mean!

So, in honor of how fabulous this day is going to be, I propose we have a day long celebration! Picspams, porning, icons, odes, music swaps! And also, a meme to spread around, taking a page out of the book you guys seem to think I should be reading. :D

List ten things you love about yourself - any things at all, from the smallest ('I love my nose') to the biggest ('I love that I'm capable of taking on the world - and winning').

And that's it, that's all there is to it. Post this and people can comment with things they love about you, too, but that's not the main point. Let's start this new month off on the right foot, yeah? I'll go first, and then you all can try it out for yourselves.

( My top ten things about me! )

Today sucks already! And it's only nine-thirty in the morning, woohoo! Dear Helluary, feel free to stop sucking any time now, kthnxbai. Here's a list. Thing.

1. My computer monitor has apparently blacked out. There's no light. I can see what's up on the screen if I squint really really hard and shine a light directly on it, but otherwise it's a total no-go. I have no idea what even happened, because I turned it off last night and it was still working perfectly fine. Gyah, technology!


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2. Does anyone have a recipe for pasta? Not, like, Alfredo or marinara or anything common like that, but fun. Marsala? A personal favorite? Lay it on me, babies! I'm makin' lunch today!



3. So, Helluary is coming to a close - thank god. I made a fluffly little ficlet to celebrate this. With frosting on top. GROUP HUG, FLIST. :D
   
   Achoo [PG] ~500
   Sam, Dean - gen silliness
   
   ( 'Take me!' Dean deliriously imagines his little blood cells saying. 'Take me, I’m yours!' )

I am boycotting February. Who is with me? We'll call it "Helluary", which is clearly a much more accurate title since it is a month spawned by the devil, and there will be chocolate passed around to make us all feel better.

No, I'm actually serious. I will send people chocolate.

Show of hands. Who would be interested in a month-long love fest between all of us to try and nip this shit in the bud? Obviously it wouldn't be, like, fifty people all sending stuff to every one of the other forty nine, but it'd sort of work like a secret santa - you're given a person and their address, someone's given yours, everyone sends out a single package of Pure Comfort, hopefully including some form of chocolate.

It wouldn't be open to, like, everyone, either. Just people we, meaning me, know - either through them being on my flist or someone who is vouching for them directly to me - otherwise it'd get out of hand and I wouldn't feel comfortable giving out addresses. But what do you guys think? Would any of you be up for this?