Ik,r? And sailing out of Dana Point?

Well, shit, who the fuck decided to tack right in front of me? I mean, I’m swimming along, enjoying the bowshock, breaching with glee cuz I’m a Pacific Spinner, then BAM! I’M ONNA BOAT.

Marko Kloos declined his nomination for Terms of Enlistment (military sci fi, and an eagerly awaited read after I read the excerpt in the Campbell New Writers anthology you posted about here—thanks, io9!). Interesting comment here:http://www.markokloos.com/?p=1387

Oh my god that was good. Thank you.

Adorbs.

No no no. Not Steve.

All I can say to the ex Mrs. Castronovo is be good to yourself.

Yes, and no. Do you wear them straight outta bed?

A week away from 50+. Already wearing pajamas everywhere.

Mila sez:
Scrabbly leggly mess
Let’s nuke the site from orbit
Do you like my butt?

Also I lubs dis arm.

Dis arms. I lub it.

Perfect.

Aw, that would be awesome if you knew how. Cuz then you could teach me how. I’d pay you in beads and dirty blankets and stuff.

Whoever had to clean the bathroom after that meal...

Playing the wedding march...and the reception.

No. Mama’s tael iz jus so feroshus.