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Fandom Radio, Saturday, Dec 23, 2006
Hello Fandom! This is Willow Rosenberg reporting to you on this lovely Christmas Eve Eve where this week our motto is Look out! Incoming mistletoe!
No, really. It just hit me in the eye. Ow! Look, I can't kiss anyone. My boyfriend isn't here and while the squirrels are very nice we don't have that kind of relationship. Now go sit over there and think of nog until I get back to the dorms, okay?
Other than mistletoe with yenta issues, it's been a fairly quiet day here in Fandom. Undoubtedly because everyone is practicing the snug-bed nestle so that when tomorrow comes they can get it right. Those of you who worship Santa definitely do not want to mess this up and totally bypass snug and end in the land of stirring. It leads to getting slipper socks for Christmas. And it doesn't matter what size your foot is, you're just going to get medium.
Anyway, on to the news.
Oh School, how can you leave us?
School was... Was... Oh god I can't even say it. This is so depressing. I took a chemistry final today. I wasn't in any chemistry classes this year but the thought of spending days and weeks without homework or grades is just... *sniffle*
Hermione knows what I'm talking about. Which makes me realize we should form a support group. Maybe for our field trips we could go to detention and watch as Seely gets denied access to any information about his GPA. I know I'd die if that was me.
Dorms, which fortunately don't leave us because otherwise we'd be homeless and at that point all we need is a grumpy old man who's forgotten the meaning of the holidays and we're halfway to a themed movie of the week starring Meredith Baxter-Birney.
Cameron heads out of town. One assumes his torso and other body parts went with him. Jaye gives out presents and I don't want to spoil how it ends but let's just say that Sam, Dean, Peter Parker, and Alec all have thank you notes that I'm sure they're currently in the middle of writing.
Jack and Sam spend the morning together. No one writes little ditties about this, which personally I think is a shame. Dean and Sam hang out and do things of a holidayish nature, but I won't say who for in case it's a surprise.
Jack prepares to imitate Cameron, though I assume with a different location in mind. On the other hand this is Jack. It's entirely possible he and Cameron are having a secret rendezvous involving rum, cocoa butter, and significant looks shared over a backgammon table. Either way Isabel, Parker, and Cedric stop by to help out with the so longing and farewelling.
This morning in the Third Floor Commong Room Schrodinger encourages us all to read up on the history of JFK. Walter has bacon, oatmeal, and tea and questions Schrodinger on his origins. Well, Walter, when a mommy Schrodinger and a daddy Schrodinger have figured out whether they're making enough post-tax income and have written up an agreement on maintaining equality within their partnership in spite of gender-based contributions towards the biological end goal of their shared resources, they head on down to the cabbage patch and ask the little elves very nicely if a baby can come home with them.
Finally, Pippi declares herself a donut, a roll, and a pancake but fortunately Jude was up on the fourth floor today otherwise Pippi may have gotten a stick shoved in her. I know she's not a vampire but that'd still hurt like the dickens.
By the way, why does Charles Dickens want to hurt people so much? I never understood that.
In the coolest common room ever Molly makes cookies. My name is Willow Rosenberg and I support this food-based activity. Dawn lends a hand - not literally, Molly isn't making Snickerdoodles here - and the two of them discuss Christmas, spring break, and vampires who are apparently obsessed with what happens when bats go to the bathroom. And now I am too. Do they do it in some kind of special way? Is toilet paper involved like it is with bears?
Alec gets appointed Dean Lookalike In Charge of Frosting. Which is a lucky thing because while I'm sure Ray could do a bang-up job in the frosting department, he's not so great on the first half of that title.
Alec also learns about the true meaning of Christmas, which is namely to eat as much raw cookie dough as you can get your hands on 'cause yum.
Fandom Town, where the warmth of the holidays is in the air except for how it's all cold and snowy
Ivanova's ship lands in the park and River and Blair go to meet her.
At what one assumes is not the same time Phale, Dr. Wilson, Lucifer, and Jesse have a drunken snowball fight in the park. How do you get snowballs drunk without melting them? Plus as the snowballs old enough to be drinking? Winter's only just started. I say be on the safe side and card first.
Hawkeye writes a letter home. Hopefully without anyone throwing bottles at him. Or throwing anything else, actually. Including those poor snowballs because if you move them around too much they're just going to get urpy and then it's snowball puke all over the place. For the record I am not cleaning that up, people.
We Can Dance When We Want To So Long As It's Elsewhere has its Second Annual Three Minute Dates. Some hang out at the bar before this begins. Try not to sit on the snowballs. Your pants will get all wet. Plus the snowballs will die.
Dating begins. It keeps going but with different people. It approaches things from another angle. It turns its head and tries a different angle from that one. It reaches the end, triumphant but dizzy! And then people flip a coin and figure out who they should go home with. Which is impressive because you don't often see five-sided coins around here.
And that's all the news I've got. This is Willow Rosenberg, signing off and wishing you and yours a happy holidays! Have a Snoopy dance on me!
Night!
No, really. It just hit me in the eye. Ow! Look, I can't kiss anyone. My boyfriend isn't here and while the squirrels are very nice we don't have that kind of relationship. Now go sit over there and think of nog until I get back to the dorms, okay?
Other than mistletoe with yenta issues, it's been a fairly quiet day here in Fandom. Undoubtedly because everyone is practicing the snug-bed nestle so that when tomorrow comes they can get it right. Those of you who worship Santa definitely do not want to mess this up and totally bypass snug and end in the land of stirring. It leads to getting slipper socks for Christmas. And it doesn't matter what size your foot is, you're just going to get medium.
Anyway, on to the news.
Oh School, how can you leave us?
School was... Was... Oh god I can't even say it. This is so depressing. I took a chemistry final today. I wasn't in any chemistry classes this year but the thought of spending days and weeks without homework or grades is just... *sniffle*
Hermione knows what I'm talking about. Which makes me realize we should form a support group. Maybe for our field trips we could go to detention and watch as Seely gets denied access to any information about his GPA. I know I'd die if that was me.
Dorms, which fortunately don't leave us because otherwise we'd be homeless and at that point all we need is a grumpy old man who's forgotten the meaning of the holidays and we're halfway to a themed movie of the week starring Meredith Baxter-Birney.
Cameron heads out of town. One assumes his torso and other body parts went with him. Jaye gives out presents and I don't want to spoil how it ends but let's just say that Sam, Dean, Peter Parker, and Alec all have thank you notes that I'm sure they're currently in the middle of writing.
Jack and Sam spend the morning together. No one writes little ditties about this, which personally I think is a shame. Dean and Sam hang out and do things of a holidayish nature, but I won't say who for in case it's a surprise.
Jack prepares to imitate Cameron, though I assume with a different location in mind. On the other hand this is Jack. It's entirely possible he and Cameron are having a secret rendezvous involving rum, cocoa butter, and significant looks shared over a backgammon table. Either way Isabel, Parker, and Cedric stop by to help out with the so longing and farewelling.
This morning in the Third Floor Commong Room Schrodinger encourages us all to read up on the history of JFK. Walter has bacon, oatmeal, and tea and questions Schrodinger on his origins. Well, Walter, when a mommy Schrodinger and a daddy Schrodinger have figured out whether they're making enough post-tax income and have written up an agreement on maintaining equality within their partnership in spite of gender-based contributions towards the biological end goal of their shared resources, they head on down to the cabbage patch and ask the little elves very nicely if a baby can come home with them.
Finally, Pippi declares herself a donut, a roll, and a pancake but fortunately Jude was up on the fourth floor today otherwise Pippi may have gotten a stick shoved in her. I know she's not a vampire but that'd still hurt like the dickens.
By the way, why does Charles Dickens want to hurt people so much? I never understood that.
In the coolest common room ever Molly makes cookies. My name is Willow Rosenberg and I support this food-based activity. Dawn lends a hand - not literally, Molly isn't making Snickerdoodles here - and the two of them discuss Christmas, spring break, and vampires who are apparently obsessed with what happens when bats go to the bathroom. And now I am too. Do they do it in some kind of special way? Is toilet paper involved like it is with bears?
Alec gets appointed Dean Lookalike In Charge of Frosting. Which is a lucky thing because while I'm sure Ray could do a bang-up job in the frosting department, he's not so great on the first half of that title.
Alec also learns about the true meaning of Christmas, which is namely to eat as much raw cookie dough as you can get your hands on 'cause yum.
Fandom Town, where the warmth of the holidays is in the air except for how it's all cold and snowy
Ivanova's ship lands in the park and River and Blair go to meet her.
At what one assumes is not the same time Phale, Dr. Wilson, Lucifer, and Jesse have a drunken snowball fight in the park. How do you get snowballs drunk without melting them? Plus as the snowballs old enough to be drinking? Winter's only just started. I say be on the safe side and card first.
Hawkeye writes a letter home. Hopefully without anyone throwing bottles at him. Or throwing anything else, actually. Including those poor snowballs because if you move them around too much they're just going to get urpy and then it's snowball puke all over the place. For the record I am not cleaning that up, people.
We Can Dance When We Want To So Long As It's Elsewhere has its Second Annual Three Minute Dates. Some hang out at the bar before this begins. Try not to sit on the snowballs. Your pants will get all wet. Plus the snowballs will die.
Dating begins. It keeps going but with different people. It approaches things from another angle. It turns its head and tries a different angle from that one. It reaches the end, triumphant but dizzy! And then people flip a coin and figure out who they should go home with. Which is impressive because you don't often see five-sided coins around here.
And that's all the news I've got. This is Willow Rosenberg, signing off and wishing you and yours a happy holidays! Have a Snoopy dance on me!
Night!