meant to post this yesterday

On the twelfth day of Christmas, _xanthia sent to me...

Twelve heathers drumming

Eleven atlantis piping

Ten bones a-leaping

Nine ncis dancing

Eight villains a-milking

Seven books a-writing

Six puddlejumpers a-reading

Five bla-a-a-ack books

Four striped socks

Three indiana jones

Two rupert giles

...and a discworld in a celestine prophecy.

Get your own Twelve Days:

Work is...work. I enjoy it. Thankfully I've managed not to get sunburned, yet. But pretty soon I shall be unemployed again. Shit.

Other than that... well, time to read more fanfic, I s'pose. Fanfic whore that I am. And the thing is...the thing is I'm not really so big on the big main slash pairings of SG-1 and Atlantis, but, inevitably, find myself drawn into reading Jack/Daniel and McShep stuff all the time. Can't stop myself. Heh. Really, really fond of, of all things, Rodney-centric fic, same as I enjoy Daniel-centric fic. It must be the geeky-snark.

New update layout confuzzling. Gah.

Fin.