khana

I'm back home, having driven rather slowly for quite a while this afternoon.

The cards I still need to say thank you for were from

peaches,

cattys and

flower_star. Thank you guys so much! *glomps*
[Flower, Ich kann nicht wirklich alle Grüße ausrichten, weil sich gewisse Dinge schon seit 10 Monaten erledigt haben. Hab das hier wohl nie deutlich gesagt... Sternchen wird aber gegrüßt! :)]

I have to admit that I dropped out on my proper yuletide fic - I had a feeling mostly-happy het wouldn't turn out so well after the thing with my grandpa. I did write a yuletide madness fic, though.

It was for Jae, who, incidentally, also wrote my awesome gift-fic. That's a true fic exchange, people! :D

Bettgefährten, by Khana.
Die Fetten Jahre sind vorbei. Jan/Jule/Peter. PG-13, ~1000 words.
There's only one bed in the hotel room they get. One big bed, sure, but it's only one bed.

It's in English, and that did feel a bit weird for a German language fandom. I wasn't really happy with the dialogue, so I translated the whole thing yesterday. Anyone up for betaing that?

Sylvester was pretty cool, once the hyperactive ten-year-old (that we really didn't know would be there, or we might not have gone, or at least not brought jello-shots...) had finally left the party at around one in the morning. Food was good, people were nice, we lerned a new drinking game* and discovered that 'Die Werwölfe von Düsterwald' can suck pretty badly if people don't even try to let some kind of mood emerge, or be quiet at all. I have some pretty pictures somewhere. Snow everywhere, people. So pretty. :D

Noooow... My shrimp-broccoli-pasta bake is awaiting me, and I need to watch the Doctor Who Specials, so, um, happy new year, and all that.

*Porno Ping Pong. I have no idea where the Ping Pong comes in, but the point is that you have a list of 150 or so truly ridiculous/disgusting/both Porno titles, and one by one, everyone has to read five of them without laughing (Everyone else is allowed to laugh, of course.) you have gone through all of them. If you laugh, you have to drink.