Returning to Reality

Ok, I'm sick, I've only been home for 12 hours, and I've got two overly long stories that fit the farscapefriday bill, so I'll link onto them, and maybe if I'm inspired, I'll write another 100 words to fill this in. What they did on their summer vacation.

Otherwise they're here:
Longitude and Latitude and A Circle Just.

The vacation was lovely. I'd never been to New Orleans before and despite the heat and humidity, we had a great time. Amazing food and incredible music and getting to play tourist for the first time in forever. Unfortunately, the most amazing things I brought back where a bottle of perfume and this frelling head cold. Grrr. I hate being sick. It makes me cranky and unhappy and I'm mean to everyone. Not the best way to signal a return to real life.

Thanks for all of the positive response to Undertones. I figured out what I want to do with it, and now, just need to put that into action. I was weirdly nervouse about posting and leaving town without having internet access, but the responses I got were very positive. I'm am still a little weirded out by having written and posted blatant porn online. Oh well, c'est la vie.

Really?

These results can't be surprising, although I got very, very distracted by all that talk of leather pants. I do realize that Aeryn has leather pants too, but they don't, shall we say, conform to the body's contours with such a pleasing adherence.


Your ultimate Farscape sex toy is Aeryn. Which is
fantastic, but you probably don't wanna keep
her too long.


Who's your ideal Farscape sex toy?
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Actually, this brings me to an embarrassing confession. I had to retape Relativity last night because months and months ago, in an attempt to draw in a TVless friend of mine I was trying to show her the scene from Meltdown when Aeryn slides her hand over that ass. Something that has been rewatched many a time, let me tell you. Unfortunately, I turned the VCR off after rewinding the tape, thinking I was turning off the TV and it recorded Dragon Ball Z over the entire tape. I don't know if that's karmic punishment for thinking lustful thoughts, or just a sign that I shouldn't drink wine and try to pimp television shows based on the glory of leather pants.

Anyway, ( Relativity )