#swlis

[pussyandpetrichor]

Also, DashCon caused my rp group to break apart (our admin overlord attended and then never showed her face publicly after that). So, anyways, DashCon2 is coming up. Time to revive SWLiS

[tenoroons]

give me donna and theta

you got it!!!

“Knock knock!” Theta calls, walking into Donna’s new flat without actually knocking.

“Theta, that is not how we human knock, and you know that.” Donna rolls her eyes, and sets another dish in the cupboard.

“Human knocking is a dumb concept. Maybe the dumbest.” Theta shrugs, setting the box in their arms on the counter and leaning against the empty space next to it. “Dumb pigsoleximas things and their dumb pigsoleximas meanings.” They mutter under their breath.

“Oi, you are literally talking to a dumb pigsoleximas right now, Space Boy!”

“Dumb pigsoleximas genders, too.” Theta grumbles. “But, anyway, that’s not why I’m here!”

Donna looks up expectantly from fishing the last dinner plate out from the bottom of the box.

“Do you remember the first time I came over to your last place?” Theta opens the box, and begins shifting around heavy-sounding but ambiguous objects.

“Really early into your stay?” Donna confirms, flattening her now empty box and moving onto the one with the mugs.

“Yeah. When I was crazy homesick and still adjusting to mostly-verbal communication. Do you remember what we ate?”

“Chocolate chip pancakes.” Donna smiles, pulling the world news page of last Wednesday’s Times off a dinosaur-themed museum mug.

Theta grins, and holds up a plug-in electric griddle.

“No,” Donna gapes. “You--you’re not?”

“I thought we could break in your new place?” They offer mildly. “I brought everything we’ll need to make them, since you’re still unpacking and I wasn’t sure what’s still packed or lost to the Void or--”

“Yes, yes of course!” Donna grins, moving the box of wrapped-up mugs back to the floor.

It turns out that part of the heating element is busted on the griddle, so the first few pancakes are 50% burnt and 50% raw. Thankfully, the trash bin is one of the first things Donna unpacked, purely for the pleasure of slam dunking things into it as things got unpacked.

The next few are pretty and more or less golden on both sides, but a little raw in the middle. That certainly doesn’t stop Theta from eating as many as they possibly can.

[tenoroons]

hi guys

just so you know tessa is my fave

[tenoroons]

Dandelion

Green: when you make wishes who are they for?

i actually keep a list lol

for swlis, for camp, for my band(s), for calm, for guidance (for less allergies even tho the irony of wishing on a plant to be less allergic to plants)

[tenoroons]

Apollo and Athena!!!

alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright alright

apollo: i cant pick one but i adore see you tomorrow from httyd (well actually the whole of the httyd score but that one in particular), gustav holst’s planets (and his christmas day which my sister sang) and john barnes chance’s variations on a korean folk song

athena: from every airplane ever: put on your own oxygen mask before helping others with theirs

[tenoroons]

dear lauren

we got snow come visit

[swlisisback]

go forth my lovelies and make it happen (so we can start plots soon :3)

[tenoroons]

OH GUYS!!!!

I auditioned for Senior All-City Band today!!

The conductor was very excited to have a bassoonist auditioning which makes me think I'll be accepted, but he says that at the level I play at now I'll be in way over my head, so I'm going to do a music camp in late July and he's going to help me find a teacher!!!!!! (excited neia noises)