Okay

Who wants to babysit my babies so I can go to the movie theater this weekend and get my geek on?

Star Trek, baby. *whirls*

I haven't seen anything more substantial than trailers and I am already half in love with new!Spock.

Vulcans are sexxah!!!!!!!

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nikkiwawa79 did the most awesome picspam of some choice scenes in Waiting in the Wings, to go with some commentary from Joss Whedon. In the words of Joss Whedon himself, Cordy and Angel (or CC/DB) are "kinda electrifying". Go. Look. Read. Revel in the awesomeness of our ship. :D

So very squicked

Gross, just gross, gross, GROSS.

I opened my front door to go pick up my kids from daycare and put one flip-flop clad foot out and nearly stepped on a snake. An honest-to-goodness, grody to the max, eighteen-inch slithering mass of yellow and black grossness.

I screamed and slammed the door close. Hopped up on the couch and called about two people at the same time because fuck, I have no idea who to call in case of snake!

Through the blinds I watched it slither *shudder times a million* onto the grass, and saw my chance. I ran out and headed straight to the neighbor's. There's a boy over there, with a rake. It took about five minutes, but he managed to 'rake' the snake all the way across the street and into the hills. My stomach was seriously roiling by this point, folks. I dont' live in the big city, and I'm surrounded by frickin' half tons and full tons with hemis but I am a city girl to my bone marrow. I don't do creepy crawlies. Especially not eighteen inch slithering creepy crawlies waiting to jump into my house the second I open the front door.

Ick. I've looked at crime scene photos of dead bodies baking in the August sun, festooned with maggots. I was less grossed out by that than this disgusting example of nature run amock. *shudders*