uhhhhh...
HALLO.
This is one of those posts you post when you really have nothing at all to say for yourself but are a bit too wired on Espresso Truffle and finishing most of an application and are too squirrelly to settle down and read or write what should be read or written and it's total utter spam and there's no redeeming value to it, but dammit, you need an excuse to compulsively check gmail and hear the happy little 'chime' thing so please please please reply to this post with randomness so I can have an excuse not to read St. Augustine.
THANK YOU.
.eta:

no subject
Rodney doesn't have the heart to send John back to his quarters when he shows up one afternoon looking miserable, even though the germs are doubtless staging an attack on Rodney's immune system as he tucks John against his side.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"NASTY BIG POINTY TEETH!"
no subject
no subject
no subject
(Those slippers are amazing. I would attack people with them like they were puppets.)
no subject
...imagining John Sheppard slouching around in them is even better \0/