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[sarren]

By the way, we're leaving tomorrow. For a week.

*flist fail to care*

Hello? I will be without access to the internet and all the yummy goodness that is sexy, sexy McKay Atlantis.

*cries*

Jody will be looking after the house and the pets and the Broadband and any other responsibilities that I may or may not have at the moment. *looks shifty* She can contact us if necessary.



I'd also like to take a moment to issue a disclaimer over my previous ::cough:: slightly drunken post, both in the interests of accuracy and also to assure people that cricketk and I really are the reasonably cool people you had previously thought we were until I told you we were drinking coolers. I'd like to thank people for not unfriending us.

We were in fact drinking Cruisers which are obviously not an embarrassing 80's fad. True, they are carbonated sugar drinks but ....actually I don't know where I was going with that.

Comments

Darn It!

[emma-in-oz.livejournal.com]

I intended to send this to you before you left... But maybe it can wait for you when you get back.

It's your very own McShep. It's not VirginMcKay ('What *is* that?'). It's not SlutSheppard ('I use my hair gel as lube. Why do you think it's so spiky?').

It's the lesser known (much lesser known) Regency Romance McShep.

Rodney posed by the side of the dancefloor, confident he looked every inch the gentleman in his impecable dove grey satin suit and snowy white unmentionables. Across the room he saw the debutante whom gossip held to be a progedy of mathematical ability. He had even heard her compared to Lady Ada Byron, the genius who had programed for Mr Babbage's computational machine. He recollected their most recent conversation:

'I hear you are.... mathy.'
'La, sir!'

Re: Darn It!

[sarren.livejournal.com]

*laughes*

I love you. A lot.

Re: Darn It!

[emma-in-oz.livejournal.com]

Me too! I mean, loving you obviously. Not loving me. Though that too.