They Say What They Say

Happy Birthday dzurlady and dawnglider. Hope you have a super sparkly day, sweeties!

And happy belated birthday to out_there. I know you had a good day, hon!

Lookee what hyperfocused wrote. Extermicake fic! It's SGA but that doesn't matter because Extermicake fic!

Fudging by hyperfocused, Mckay/Sheppard rated PG.

Last night was spent swilling beer and eating schnitzel at a Hofbrahaus for K's birthday and I have to say, it was the best fun ever! There was lederhosen and slap dancing, yodeling and cow bells and OMG, schnapps! The food was a little over priced for what you got, but the giant mugs of beer were fantabulous and the floor show was hilarious. Plus, there was a conga line! Gotta love a good conga line.

After dinner we went on to karaoke at Charlton's where we saw a variety of good, bad and just plain awful singers, drank more beer and got even drunker. I ran out of steam at around 2am and went home, but the others apparently carried on to The Peel to the very wee small hours of the morning :~\

I've made out with three different boys in the last month. Two of them were good kissers and one was worrisome. None of them had any follow-through. I'm really over boys at the moment. I think I'm just going to stick with shoes. At least they don't promise to call you then conveniently misplace your phone number.

I really feel like eating pancakes. I think I might just make me some.

Happy Birthday dzurlady and dawnglider. Hope you have a super sparkly day, sweeties!

And happy belated birthday to out_there. I know you had a good day, hon!

Lookee what hyperfocused wrote. Extermicake fic! It's SGA but that doesn't matter because Extermicake fic!

Fudging by hyperfocused, Mckay/Sheppard rated PG.

Last night was spent swilling beer and eating schnitzel at a Hofbrahaus for K's birthday and I have to say, it was the best fun ever! There was lederhosen and slap dancing, yodeling and cow bells and OMG, schnapps! The food was a little over priced for what you got, but the giant mugs of beer were fantabulous and the floor show was hilarious. Plus, there was a conga line! Gotta love a good conga line.

After dinner we went on to karaoke at Charlton's where we saw a variety of good, bad and just plain awful singers, drank more beer and got even drunker. I ran out of steam at around 2am and went home, but the others apparently carried on to The Peel to the very wee small hours of the morning :~\

I've made out with three different boys in the last month. Two of them were good kissers and one was worrisome. None of them had any follow-through. I'm really over boys at the moment. I think I'm just going to stick with shoes. At least they don't promise to call you then conveniently misplace your phone number.

I really feel like eating pancakes. I think I might just make me some.