Real life sucks right now.
Fandom escapism has been in high demand, just not here (and I apologize, f-listers - I'll catch up as soon as I can). Most of it has been centered on freneticons, the return of the world's best battlestar, and a certain city of the ancients, home to the biggest badass and the messiest head of hair in the galaxy. Writing efforts have been centered on the novel, and while, you know, yay for my own characters!, the bunnies are rabid. And angry. And a little psychotic. One of them, in particular, might be Frank from Donnie Darko.
Sara Bareilles on Thursday. So that's something. Also, Alana Davis still rules the universe.
That said, public happy birthdays go out to my parner in crime and favorite Southern girl, kalenodonnell and ladygloria. I'm insanely proud of both of you, and in awe of the turns life has taken for you since my last birthday wishes. You're awesome, the two of you, and don't you forget it - you are mine, and I shall keep you. Heh.
Other Reesers (and fellow TSCC folks), join the madness with your own poll of whimsy. Do Derek proud (or at least have him make Sayles cry. Again.).
darkmuse_ic, please to be getting on AIM tonight. I had a revelation that I must share with you. (For good measure, I'm going to add !!!!!.)
See you all on the flip side.