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I've gotten a smattering of holiday cards already, and let me just say, there is nothing quite as awesome as trudging downstairs to get the mail, half-awake, and seeing an envelope addressed to Mel Sparklepants. I mean, that's just fun. So, huge thank you to

sorachsilver,

gaffsie (that is kind of the cutest John and Rodney drawing ever),

sky_flakes,

fawkesielady_ed, and

pennyplainknits (Hogswatch FTW). As a bonus, my father is ragingly jealous. "Why don't I get mail from Germany?" he whines every time he passes them. \o/

In other news, I have a few fictional bones to pick.

Writing het sex does not automatically grant you the right to use terrifying metaphors like 'scramble her eggs'. If a man ever even mentioned scrambling my eggs in a joking manner, I would knee him in the groin.
If, metaphorically, RayK and Fraser are having gay sex and Fraser decides to suck on Ray's nipples, it is not acceptable to describe anything on Ray's body as a tit. Ray Kowalski is so skinny he's freaking concave. There are no tits. Do not do this. I will cry.
Rodney McKay does not speak like Bill S. Preston Esquire. Sputtering? A-ok. Post-coital blithering? That's pretty much a given. "Totally radical, dude, can I bum a ride?" No. Please acquire an episode or a brain. Either will do.

Ahhh. I feel much better now. *places cucumber slices over eyes*

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Fiona Apple - Paper Bag

*wink wink elbow*

And, in case you've never heard it: I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas. Pretty much the best Christmas song ever recorded anywhere ever. (HI, DEBBIE, HI!) Happy Holidays, you guys. <3

ps, STARGATE MARATHON WOOT. Have you embraced John Sheppard as your personal hotass?

Current Mood: very warm
Current Music: Neko Case - Runnin' Out of Fools

Happy holidays, everyone! Hope things went well and you got lots of chocolate lindt truffles. Mmm, lindt.

iamtinkerbean? Don't think I've forgotten about your j-squared present - it's mostly done and awaiting some finishing and then a beta. Same goes for you,

talilov, although yours is a little more in the stage of 'oh crap, oh crap, where is this going?' than the other.

I like the idea of giving all my presents after Christmas, though, strange as that seems. I read something about how in Greece, there was a thing called callicantzaros (singular), which is a peculiar kind of vampire. Here, I will quote.

"The callicantzaros was related to the extraordinary sanctity ascribed to the Christian holy days at Christmas time. Children born during the week between Christmas and New Years (or Epiphany of Twelfth Night, the evening when the Three Wise Men are supposed to have arrived at Behlehem to present their gifts to the baby Jesus) were considered unlucky. They were described as feast-blasted and believed to be destined to become vampires after their death. The callicantzaros was also distinct among vampires in that its activities were limited to Christmas Day and the week or 12 days afterward. During the rest of the year it traveled in some vague netherworld. It was distinguished by its manic behaviour and extended fingernails...It would seize people with its talons and tear them to pieces. The callicantzaros had an effect upon everyday life, as any person born during the forbidden period was viewed with some degree of hostility. Parents would fear that these children would act out vampiric fantasies as they grew up and would harm their brothers and sisters."

Isn't that just damn cool? I love vampires, I love folklore. *fangirl gestures* Anyway, what I'm getting at here is, your presents are coming. Be patient with me, I am a silly girl and I never get things done on time.

Also, last night I had a ( really strange dream involving Dean. )

Current Mood: nerdy

I had a pretty crappy day, y'know? Leaving Debbie in a permanent way, moving out of my dorm - realizing I'd never walk in that door again, laughing over my shoulder at something Debbie'd said, keys in my hand - it hit hard. I'm gonna miss everything about dorm life in a huge way, especially waking up every morning to the sound of my favorite person in the world tripping over the peanut butter.

But when I walked into my room at my house today after a four and a half hour trip home from school, I found a few envelopes and packages on my bed from various peoples. I opened the first one, which was from

spazzbot and had unicorns on it and silver pen and she said nice things to me, and I was kind of giddy and flappy-handed. Next, I opened the one from

robin1618, which was addressed to BRAINTWIN and had adorable little stick!figures on the back of Sam and Dean and a cockzombie, I was sort of choked up.

Then I got through Robin's PACKAGE, which had a book in it that she remembered me mentioning I'd never read, and I had some knuckles in my mouth. And after that, because apparently I don't know better, I opened

scarlett_o's cards. Lynne, baby. You - I don't. You can't just spring stuff like that on me, I started crying. Your tiny card was probably the sweetest thing ever, and on top of that the notebooks? Plus the drabble? I didn't think my heart had room, baby, but it must have grown five sizes, or maybe six hundred sizes I can't tell.

You have no idea how much better my day got after that, so all three of you step up for lots of squealing and hugging and so that I may smother you in LOVE. The rest of you? I am feeling in a very LOVING mood, so leave a comment with one thing you like about me and I'll comment back with a whole bunch of things I like about you. And also feel free to float around and comment back at people you know, 'cause the love, babies - it's in the air tonight. *passes out cookies and milk*

Current Mood: touched
Current Location: new york
Current Music: Sufjan Stevens - To Be Alone with You

So, ok, I stole this from

kashmir1, but don't let my criminality throw you off.

( Fill my stocking! )

It seems like everybody's getting my christmas cards! I am overyjoyed because that means the U.S. postal system didn't eat them. Lynne told me that when hers came last week it looked like it'd been to hell and back in a tire, so I was maybe a little worried, especially 'bout the ones going overseas. "What if they get dropped into the ocean and eaten by a shark that really likes the taste of Christmas cards?!"

But, well, yes you all need to scan or photograph the stick!figures I drew on the insides. I think you in particular, Ditte, will have a good laugh at my expense because I am a huge doofus with no skillz. Perspective, bah. Who needs it? Also I promise I will get through my comment back-log soon. PROMISE. Someone poke me with a stick if I don't.

Speaking of people, Robin's got me watching Torchwood now. Oh, dearie me, what to say about this show. ( Cut for really, really vague spoilers maybe? )

In a sort of related way, though, watching this show made me really long for some new Supernatural. It's astounding to stand back and realize how much fantastic character material we're given every new episode. Sure, people complain about B-plots and too much emo, but that's exactly what I love my show for when it comes down to it.

I love Sam and Dean so deeply it's insane. Their characterizations are so psychologically rich and entirely sympathetic, and that elevates everything else about the show for me, no matter how horrible the guest actor may suck or what. And, ok, things can get a little cheesy sometimes, but I love everything about my show come hell or high waters - and I'm rambling. What I think I'm really trying to say here is, I love Supernatural and Sam and Dean and I am very grateful for everything about it.

So, here. A quiet little snippet of Sam/Dean to wake up with: ( The covers are pulled up to their necks, smelling crisp and clean in the early morning light. )

Current Mood: touched

I know, I keep making all these things and you're probably like, "stfu, get a job, h0r!" but I can't help it! It's like an addiction or something! So, um, you should all go over to

spn_hols and join in because it will really be fun and also it would make me happy. It's like an advent calender! But with Winchesters instead of chocolate! Go!

And, ok, have some prostitute!Sam ficlet that I wrote for Sofie. It's not, like, finished or anything - just a blurb. But, y'know, prositute, guys. This is definitely not a bribe for you to join the comm. ~~Yes it is!~~ Not at all.

Howdy, Stranger
R | Sam/Dean | 432 words

( Sam leans back against the brick wall, legs spread like an invitation. )

ETA: So apparently I'm stupid and I put the link for the Tea Party download down a few posts as the Fiona Apple sendfile. HERE IS THE PROPER ONE! Um. Cut me some slack, y'all.

Current Music: debbie singing christmas songs

So, you all are getting a joint holiday gift from me. It is going to be larger than a bread box but smaller than a microwave and involve wee!chesters.

[Poll #876064]
And, also, because I am in a very strange mood, answer these questions. Or, like, don't you freaking party pooper.

[Poll #876065]
Someone play with me, I'm bored. Look at my little face - it's so pathetic and sad! Can you really say no?

ETA: So, I was thinking, and we all know that never leads to good things, but seriously. I was thinking about how sometimes I read a particular fic and suddenly I can't imagine some of the tiny details not being canon. In my head, there are all these little things that I've picked up from all over the place that make up my own personal characterization of our boys, both in RPS and wincest. Does this happen to you? Is there any particular author that just makes you say "Yes, yes, that is exactly it"?

Current Mood: strange
Current Music: something

It's the second week of November and everyone's posting holiday wish lists, even though it's not even Thanksgiving yet. Usually, I despise Christmas cheer before December 6th, but I've sort of been thinking about things, fandom-wise.

I know there's a lot of pressure when you sign up for the big holiday fic exchanges, and, personally, I always feel a little inadequate signing up. "Oh noes, what if I get someone who writes me really fantastic fic and then they hate mine?" or, "Her? I can't write something for her! She's too awesome!"

So, how would you guys feel about getting involved in a Secret Santa, maybe one specifically involving your f-list and people you know? I would organize (and maybe try to rope someone in to help me with a pretty community layout), but I'm curious as to how many people would be interested.

ETA: not just ficcage, people!

Show of hands?

Current Mood: curious

this might be the place

i could get used to this lifestyle

i need a spa day, man

tee hee

and lo the crowd did rejoice

i'd swim across lake michigan

Holiday tidings!

let the world spin outside our door, you're the only one that i wanna see

come on, it's lovely weather for a snow ride together with youuu

back at school! woo privacy! \o/

Secret Santa, anyone?

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