Sports anchors, and snark, and slash, oh my!

Well, I just posted these details to melbourne_slash, but thought it can't hurt to reiterate them.

We are getting together on Saturday (over the long weekend), for a Sports Night marathon at Genie's place.

Event: SNathon
Date: 6 March 2004, Sat
Time: After 3pm till late... or the next day.
Place: My apartment @ 101 Grattan St, Carlton. Right after Royal Women's
hospital & before Lygon St.
Dress code: Fannish.
Food: Bring your own or pizza on Lygon. BYO.
RSVP.

*pokes laylee* I expect I'll see you there...? *g*

WW Crossover Fic: Hazy New York

I was tempted to label this entry "Sam smut posted!" but... this may make it a little easier to find later. *g*

Hazy New York (otherwise known as "Two Rob Lowe's for the price of one").

Meanwhile, I meant to work hard this morning, but... I've stuffed around editing and posting that fic. On the other hand, there's a mailout that I have to do, but... I'll stay back and do it when there's less people using the printer. *g*

And, there's only an hour to go until lunchtime!

SN drinks

From Webtender:
( Blue Margarita )

OMG. Tequila? I think *not*. No wonder Dana ends up dancing on tables.

( Pina Colada )

And on both accounts? Ewwww. Coconut and rum are not things that I like.

Okay, the only reasonable option is red wine, drunk out of a mug for authenticity. Although, I am going to be rebellious and bring Midori. *loves midori*

Hey, you've gotta have some appreciation for a drink named after it's colour! (Midori = green in Japanese)

Lex in Lana's body, and vice versa.

Okay, all the SV fen on my Flist? I'm looking at you *very* sternly.

It's impossible to keep up with everyone's WIPs, and everyone's LJs, I know that. So, when you come across funny, hilarious, bullet-proof-kink fics? Let me know.

I just found out that joyfulgirl41 is writing a Smallville bodyswitching fic. A bodyswitching fic! With Lex and Lana swapping bodies. Now, I realise that most of you haven't known me long enough to know this, but I had a hankering for that plot all the way back in... S1. S1! This is two years later, and someone's writing it with a hell of a lot of humour.

And none of you told me about it.

I'm going to be sulking over this for a while.

You know what I'm really going to sulk over? The fact that stayed back late at work to print out the mail-out, without everyone's interruptions, and we're out of letterhead. It's just... incredibly annoying that I can't get htis finished and done with tonight.