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11 September 2008 @ 09:16 am
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Entertain me, flist! I am mostly alone in the office today and have no projects left!

(Note: Pleez make entertainment safe for work!)
 
 
 
tarkheena lizzeeen: st [there's something going on]liminalliz on September 11th, 2008 05:57 pm (UTC)
TELL ME THE TOP TEN DS9 FICS THAT YOU WANT TO READ.
Little Red: trek - dax ooh! - viresse_iconsmylittleredgirl on September 11th, 2008 06:14 pm (UTC)
OMG GOOD QUESTION!

10 is a lot of fics!!! *gleees out*

I want to read:

1) Julian and Ezri have LITTLE SPOTTED BABIES, FTW. Julian Bashir would be the craziest, dorkiest father in the history of ever.

2) Speaking of babies, thar should be more Kira-and-O'Briens fic!

3) THOMAS RIKER. SOMEBODY RESCUE HIM.

4) Weyoun pondering all the things he doesn't understand about non-Vorta. Like art. And flavors. And the holosuite program he found under Sisko's name where humans spend hours watching other humans hit balls with sticks.

5) Ezri has her Jan'tara (spelling lose...), and gets to meet Jadzia face to face.

5 more laterrrrrr when I think of them!! :) What about YOU???
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Havochavocthecat on September 11th, 2008 06:09 pm (UTC)
Ack! I feel bad, because I can't be entertaining. I'm on the verge of a sinus infection. But I can comment!spam!

Edited at 2008-09-11 06:10 pm (UTC)
Little Redmylittleredgirl on September 11th, 2008 06:16 pm (UTC)
Comment!spam with meee! :-D

There is a strange machine in my office that magically makes beverages from strange dehydrated packets of things that you feed it! It's crazycakes. I made some sort of hot chocolate cappuccino thing this morning that was quite bizarre.
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miera_c: blearghmiera_c on September 11th, 2008 06:57 pm (UTC)
My students have been whinging about all the notes they have to take.

So next week I'm making 'em play charades.

I may grade them on it.

They'll be HAPPY to see a Power Point slide when I get through with 'em.

*collapses*
Havoc: evilcutehavocthecat on September 11th, 2008 07:21 pm (UTC)
They actually complain. To you? About taking notes? When I was in college, I knew it didn't do any good to complain about taking notes to the professor. Good grief, they should realize they're going to deserve what they get when you're evil to them.

ETA: I'm bored, okay? Can you tell?

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Little Redmylittleredgirl on September 11th, 2008 08:58 pm (UTC)
.... AHAHAHAHA. That is AWESOME. Were they whining hoping that you would post class notes for them or something and they wouldn't have to take them? Or just sick of powerpoint?

Either way, charades will cure them but good. *shudders*
Opaloparu on September 11th, 2008 07:25 pm (UTC)
I'm a lemming and I'm copying you... ;) oparu but it's only because you are made of awesome.
Little Redmylittleredgirl on September 11th, 2008 09:00 pm (UTC)
OMG. LOL. I think your show will be mucho better than mine. :)
Havoc: atlantis winterhavocthecat on September 11th, 2008 09:23 pm (UTC)
Fastest. Comment!Fic. Ever! I have ten minutes before I have to leave work!
Elizabeth frowned at John. The virus that he and his team had brought back from their last mission had frozen the vocal chords of every expedition member. They were usually able to make do with their laptops and excited gesturing, but then the power had gone out.

John shrugged. It's not my fault! She knew he'd say it if he could speak.

Her eyes narrowed. She glanced at the briefing room, where Rodney was hovering and looking uncomfortable. Teyla smiled at Elizabeth, then put a hand on his shoulder and propelled him into the room, where Elizabeth already knew Ronon was slouched in a chair, smirking.

Elizabeth gestured at the conference room, then glanced at John. After you. The meaning was clear enough, but he waited for Elizabeth to catch up with him, so they could enter the room together.

Carson waved his hands in a loud gesticulation at Radek, who was carrying a laptop under one arm, and a coffee mug in his other hand. They turned into the room, and Elizabeth and John waited to let them pass.

There was a large whiteboard that Elizabeth had asked Chuck to set up in the conference room. She also had a selection of colorful markers, and several flashlights and lamps so they could see.

They were going to get through this briefing if it killed them. John took his seat, grinning lazily at her as she walked over to the whiteboard. Elizabeth didn't smirk, but only barely, because they were going to her quarters after this, and--

Well. She picked up a marker and wrote, in all capital letters, CHARADES.

Rodney gulped. At any other point in time, it would be audible. Carson looked confused, Radek frowned and pushed up his glasses, and John crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. Ronon and Teyla looked at each other, then grinned.

Elizabeth smiled pleasantly and pointed at John, who shook his head. She turned to write on the board again.

WOULD YOU RATHER I MAKE YOU ALL PLAY PICTIONARY?
Little Redmylittleredgirl on September 11th, 2008 09:28 pm (UTC)
Re: Fastest. Comment!Fic. Ever! I have ten minutes before I have to leave work!
OH MY GOD, THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER!!!

I love it!!! :-D

Eeeeeee. Pictionary WIN. *incoherent fic gleee*

They were usually able to make do with their laptops and excited gesturing, but then the power had gone out.

Usually? Hahahaha -- does this happen a lot?
anranr on September 11th, 2008 10:47 pm (UTC)
Re: Fastest. Comment!Fic. Ever! I have ten minutes before I have to leave work!
BWAHAHAHA! That it awesome.
anr: torrijoe longtimeanr on September 11th, 2008 10:53 pm (UTC)
*snip*

It's late morning when he stirs again, diffused sunlight spreading across the walls. Torri is still pressed up against him, her arm a warm weight where it crosses his body and her fingers twisted in the hem of his t-shirt. When he starts to stretch, she shifts with him, maintaining contact.

"Mmm," she says, "morning."

"Morning." He wonders how long she's been awake. "What time is it?"

She shrugs and he feels it, the muscles in her back shifting beneath his palm. "Don't care." Her fingers untangle from his shirt so that she can push a swath of hair out of her eyes and then return to the same spot. "Sunday."

"Not exactly the answer I was after," he says, yawning.

"Eh." She rubs her cheek against his shoulder. "How do you feel?"

"Okay." Better than okay, even. He's not sure how much sleep he's had but he's warm and comfortable. His hand begins to move on her back, fingertips absently tracing curve of her spine.

"No hangover?"

He rolls his eyes. "Four drinks, Tor. Three if you exclude the one you stole. I was hardly wasted."

"That's good." She sounds drowsy, like she could fall back to sleep at any moment, but her fingers are still moving on his hip, her nails lightly scratching the skin near the band of his boxers. It's a pleasant sensation.

He should probably get going.

*/snip*
Little Red: sga - rpf <3 - valeria_sg_1mylittleredgirl on September 11th, 2008 10:58 pm (UTC)
Oh. Oh! *squeaks*

I thought I was over these two! I did! BUT I AM NOOOOTTTTT!!!! (not that I should get over them - I shouldn't - because they are faboo - and omg eeeeeeee)

ohmygoshimusthaveMORE!!! is there more???????
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Havochavocthecat on September 23rd, 2008 01:14 pm (UTC)
I'm sad and pathetic, and telling you to go and read my Daniel/Janet fic, pretty please?