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*dons hardhat; puts up sign*

Friends list renovations underway!

If I've just friended you I probably commented somewhere and told you how cool you are, but if I didn't...um...I'm jumping headfirst into the BSG fandom at the moment and most likely I read a fic or saw a meta discussion and took a liking to you. Hola. Welcome aboard.

I don't have an exciting introductory post, but if you want to know more about me then click around my LJ and ficblog and you'll probably get the general gist.

For now: it's midnight down here on the great island continent, and I'm off to bed :)

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Sometimes I don't think I deserve the friends I have :) unravels sent me poi, and they are fluffy and purple and altogether wonderful.

*swings 'em around and around*

(My cat is going nuts because in her world, fluffy balls at the end of strings are automatically toys for her to maul and devour. Not this time, sweetheart. MINE.)

Holly, love, you've brightened up my day no end. Request something! I will drop everything and write you a drabble.

Also, for everyone down whose throats I have stuffed BSG (so...ryokophoenix and izumihydra, so far): this is a really cute, funny webcomic.

My hair is growing out blonder than I thought it would.

My Grand Plans For Brunettism are now wavering.

THANK YOU, UNIVERSE.

Operation (G)Lee Up The Fandom, stage one

This is for rawles, in lieu of a large and obnoxious banner that simply says PILOTS SHOULD HAVE SEX A LOT.

Even though it's true.

(I tried for gleeful, I really did. You'll have to settle for weirdly sweet.)

~

"Apollo," Zarek says with a bare swift edge of a smile. "Enjoying the party?"

"I was," Lee shoots back. There's anger in his face, though you'd have to know him well to catch it. She steps forward and touches the back of her hand to his wrist, just a reminder, and isn't it frakking weird that it's Kara Thrace who's trying to stop Lee Adama from doing something monumentally stupid.

Zarek's gaze moves to rest on her, just as bemused. The smile returns to his face and stays there and something in her stomach does the twisting-burning thing that is usually triggered by an enemy blip on her screen. All of a sudden she realises that she's scared, and that fact makes her want to punch him so frakking badly, but the girl in the blue dress with the curled hair and the heels on her shoes doesn't punch members of the Quorum of Twelve.

( Artemis, I presume? )