Happy fucking New Year, my loves.

Darlings-

I am probably drunker than I should be (though I have a commitment to appearing as sober as possible in drunk posts, because I am no longer 19) and arymabeth's boyfriend is extremely embarrassed of me right now, due to an incident where both of us (arymabeth and I) fell and ended up on top of each other on my floor.

But at the moment, that is all immaterial. Because what I came here to say, the deepest desire of my heart, is that I hope that you are all happy in the new year. For some of us, 2011 was a year of heartbreak. For some of you, 2011 was an amazing year of growth and love. But no matter what happened in 2011, I hope 2012 is better, because you always deserve better, no matter how good your life is.

I genuinely love all of you, and I hope you believe it, because it is the absolute truth.

Love,
Sabine.

Fic: Beautiful As Southern Skies

Title: Beautiful As Southern Skies
Summary: How it changed, in four parts.
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Word Count: 1455
Rating/Contents: R, an incredible amount of sap
Pairing: Teyla/Woolsey
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A/N: For sga_santa!

( Beautiful As Southern Skies )

Oh, Erik.

I'm working on my customary year-in-review playlist (which means I am staring at a playlist containing The Gears, a song from Stop the World I Want To Get Off, and not much else), and here is something that will probably not make it, but that you need in your life anyway.

So here is my ultimate Erik, post-divorce, my boyfriend left me so I'm going to fuck his sister in retaliation, burn the world down song. And like all the best very angry songs, it has a catchy, peppy tune. Enjoy, won't you?

(Link if embed doesn't work. No, I don't know what's up with the picture. I never do, with YouTube song videos.)

( Lyrics )

Unrelated note: should I do this snowflaking thing? I am considering.