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Thursday, January 1st, 2009

Subject: ::facepalm:: Time: 10:49 pm.

So, alyse and I are talking about getting pinch hitters for the remaining sga_santa stories and she posts a request on the comm. A few minutes later, one of the original authors e-mails to say "Er, that sounds like mine. And I sent it to Claire..." And she had. In fact, not only had she sent it, I'd replied to it. And yet I still hadn't realised we'd got it. Dorkitude, thy name is Claire...

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Subject: What Claire Got For Christmas, part 1... Time: 10:42 pm.

So, to fully tell this story I've got to go back a couple of years to the Thursday before Connotations 2006. temaris, lost_house and I were doing the last minute buying stuff for the con thing and we ended up in Ann Summers. (Do the US have Ann Summers? If not, it's basically a sex shop for hen parties and people who want to think they're being kinky.) Whenst in Ann Summers we noticed a display case among the vibrators. Turned out that the people who do the Rampant Rabbit had released a special edition. A special edition with a pink fluffy tail and diamanté around the base. For £200. (Hence being in the locked case.) We were all O_o o_O O_O £200. For a vibrator. (Honey, for that price it had better also make breakfast in bed and mow the lawn...) The woman in the shop was all "Ooh, I see you admiring; would you like to see how powerful it is?" and we were all "Actually, we were thinking how much of a bitch that tail would be to clean considering where you'd be sticking that thing..." Needless to say, we left without any of us purchasing said vibrator, but with a tin of knob biscuits for the con. Fast forward a while and change locations to my work. One of the women I work with used to be an Ann Summers rep in her spare time. (She'd go around to people's homes and host Ann Summers party where people got drunk, played penis ring toss and bought vastly overpriced knickers.) Any way we'd been chatting and I'd mentioned this vibrator to her, in the "I wonder if any actually got sold..." kind of way. "Oh," says she, "I've got one in my party stock..." Not the Rampant Rabbit version, but still one with a pink fluffy tail and diamanté around the base - although this one sold for less hefty £70 price tag and, yes, some people had purchased them. (I'm still wondering about the cleaning issue at this point, but hey, let's just get on with the rest of the story...) I thought nothing else of it, until Friday, when she walks up to me in work, hands me a pink box and says "Merry Christmas!" with a grin. She quit being a rep for Ann Summers a little while ago and is in the process of getting rid of all of the stock she had in. And she remembered the conversation and thought of me. Yes, you all know where this is heading ::grin:: I present to you my Christmas present: ( Picture under cut... ) It's got it's own stand. Dude! I've been given a display vibrator for Christmas. Seriously, I'm thinking on the mantle in the front room. After all, it'd be a heck of a talking point...

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Subject: O_O Time: 12:15 am. Mood: accomplished.

I've just uploaded my Yuletide story. Dude...

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Subject: Because I Love You All... Time: 10:58 pm.

So, in the spirit of giving, I offer you a random wet!Hugh Jackman:

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Subject: *is domestic* Time: 4:57 pm. Mood: accomplished.

Thanks to judicious use of hot water and a hair dryer, my freezer is now defrosted!

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Subject: Stonehenge Time: 3:41 pm.

I was flicking through some of my photos and I realised that I'd never uploaded some of the shots I took at Stonehenge when alyse and I stopped there on our way back from Cornwall. So, I give you Stonehenge in August ::grin:: ( Photos under cut... )

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Subject: *looks around blearily* Time: 9:46 pm. Mood: tired.

Wow. I can barely keep my eyes open. I may just crawl into bed and call it a night. (Well, I usually call it a bed, but this time I'll make an exception...)

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Subject: Lego Batman Cake Time: 9:59 pm. Mood: impressed.

So, for the launch party of the Lego Batman game, they had a cake made. And the people who produced the cake videoed themselves making it. Dude! Seriously, this is amazing to watch as the cake takes shape

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Subject: Writing Time: 11:53 pm.

So, I have ideas for both sga_santa and yuletide, I've just got to write them. Only, I keep having ideas for more stories set in the Ternion universe, which is the Sheppard/McKay/Lorne threesome porn!verse. Mainly because I have the urge for puddlejumper!porn, with Sheppard and Lorne in the front seats and McKay just going between them... And then I watch the first episode of the 2008 series of Knight Rider yesterday (I saw the pilot movie a while ago) and now I also want to write car!porn. And I need to add more to Twu Wuv. (Dude! We have five members! When did that happen?) Maybe I should just do a massive crossover...

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Subject: So... Time: 4:45 am.

I appear to have a webpage. I took down my old page with the full intention of putting it back up and just never got around to it. That was about 6 1/2 years ago. So now I have a new, shiny webpage. Which has pretty much all of my stuff on there. Except for the amazingly and embarrassingly bad Mary Sue that was the first thing I wrote. It does have, however, the embarrassingly bad stuff from a few years ago that seems full of rampant emoting and grand gestures of lurve. I left those in for the lolz. So, yeah: Sky Full of Stars With, I must say, grateful thanks to alyse, who took my attempt at a skin and made it usable, and to aithine and alyse (again ::g::), who were both there when I yelled "Arrrr! Help!" ::grin::

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Subject: o_O Time: 2:45 am. Mood: quixotic.

I'm not sure whether to be amused or slightly horrified that I have a story that has the following classifications: Warnings: Incest, Singing

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