2007. Wow. Fic announcement things.

[aesc]

I can't believe it's 2007. 2007. Back when I was a kid, '2007' was associated with flying cars and housecleaning robots, as in The Jetsons. Man, I wish I had a flying car... It would make the trip across the nothingness of swamp and scrub pine between Florida and South Carolina a lot cooler.

Anyway, I rang in the New Year by doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

So my one productive thing today is to direct you SGA people to a couple links:

First, temaris wrote me a very awesome and very hot McKay/Sheppard fic, Theory, Practice for the sga_santa exchange. There is bondage, or an attempt thereof, and snark.

Second, I wrote Late Feet for brighidestone, also for sga_santa. There is Rodney, John, a diabolical stepladder, and realizations.

And now, my day of sloth is catching up with me. Will reply to comments &c. when I get back home.

Until then, may your hangovers be less than you deserve. Mine is.

Thank GOD.

Comments

[rilestar.livejournal.com]

2007. Sigh. Where the hell is my jet-pack, damnit??? I was so *sure* they'd be household items by now. The future is *such* a disappointment. *grumpy frown*

[aesc.livejournal.com]

The future is *such* a disappointment.

I think that's usually the case :/ iPods are cool and all, but flying cars, c'mon.