Slashcon was fantastic. Company was great, including special guest of awesome, the manly-and-rugged James Butterworth. Food was delicious, conversation delightful, and weather absolutely gorgeous. I miss my Perth peeps already!

But for now, I am snuggling up in bed with blankies and clean pajamas. Here's hoping I can get my sleeping pattern back on Melbourne track!

Since the start of Feb, cupidsbow has been writing stories and meta and all kinds of shiny things, and damn, I wish I could have played (though I did squeeze that Suzie story out), but a new job and shaky housing situation has taken up all my mental energy, alas.

However. In poking through my "ideas for stories" docs in mind of writing something humourous for amand_r's help_haiti prompt, I came across this storytime exchange between Cathy and I that made me cackle in glee.

It's short but sweet. ( Read more... )

Happy Valentine's Day!

In a separate post to the actual genderswap, in case you're still avoiding ( spoilers )

Spruce Moose, a staggering work of emotional depth, written by monkeycrackmary, conceived of by monkeycrackmary & angstslashhope.

Yet another productive day at the office.

ETA: WHAT?? Artist detained at US CUSTOMS for suspected COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT because she had a SKETCH OF AN SUV in her notebook.

WHAT?????


ETA2: ha ha.

I should probably just save all my ETAs for delicious.


*has mad html skillz*

( *harp noise and wobbly screen of transition to fantasy sequence* )

( Also, an outtake: )



So, Whoniverse/Red Dwarf crossover, Y/Y?

Lister, Kryten, Rimmer, Cat, Holly: This is so crap! We're three million years from earth, floating on a space ship the size of a city but with no one but each other for company. And, more importantly, no one to shag!

Jack: HELLO! I've come to have sex with everyone! YES I MEAN EVERYONE!

Claire: DEWEEEEEES
Hope: ... he and bbburn should start a family
Claire: That would pretty much be so perfect the whole world would spontaneously fart glitter
Hope: A mirrorball would drop somewhere in cardiff...
Claire: And then Jack would fire Ianto, because that thing is only supposed to come down when he's being fabulous.
Hope: Then Jack would beg for Ianto to come back because Jack couldn't find his pants. not because Ianto took them, but because Jack is so used to having a PA at that point that he doesn't think he needs to *know* where his pants are. Not that he doesn't mind not having pants, but it makes Myfanwy irritable.
Claire: And Owen upset, because the last time he saw that many tentacles it was in his girlfriends brain.
Hope: I thought owen was off touring seedy nightclubs with dewees? Or does his torchwood sense tingle no matter whether jack's pants are off in his vicinity or not?
Claire: Well, hobviously Jack couldnt find Ianto right away, he doesn't know how to work a phone ( and Ianto, in a burst of stoic welsh annoyance at being fired, hid Jack's earpiece), so when Owen got back Jack was still wandering round wearing no pants, and sporadically grabbing his earlobe and saying "YANTO? GWEN? TOSH? HELLO TEAM HEAR MY VOICE" He was also eating coffee beans straight from the packet, because he thought they were coco pops.

( More scintillating conversations )

ETA: OH, GMAIL TARGETTED ADVERTISING! ( ads from the above email conversation w Claire )

semplice randomly texted me this afternoon. Alarmingly, it was while I was idly fondling my phone as it sat on my desk. What followed was a... conversation.

( Lana's hovercraft is full of eels )

Me: *looks at icons* *beams* I'm glad that restriction likes Jack/Ianto too. *peers at Claire* It's nice that SOMEONE does. Just one person. JUST ONE OTHER PERSON! IT'S NICE TO HAVE SOMEONE ELSE WHO DOES!
Claire: *long, long silence* WHAT? WHAT?! *explosions of rage and swearing*
Me: I wish I'd recorded that.

Now she's muttering something about "on screen handjobs of some description".

AHAHAH I WISH I COULD SCREENCAP EXPRESSIONS.

Claire (behind me): something something slow motion something something pores something something kissing... you're not even listening to me, are you?
Me: I'm listening, but not really following.
Claire: WELL, in that kissing scene...
Me: There's a kissing scene?
Claire: *EXPRESSION*