Happy Holidays from the Sawyer-Collins-Clemmons household!

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Hello everyone. I'm Dr. David Sawyer and this is my fiance, Bryan Collins, who would probably kill me if I didn't mention his television show, "Sing," which you should all definitely watch. It airs... sometime. On a channel. I should know those things.



Contrary to what the picture above suggests, we live in sunny Los Angeles, and you are ALL invited to our house for a Holiday party! Bryan has everything set up - the food is catered, the drinks are free, and everyone is welcome.

There are just a few house rules.

1. Be careful of the turkeys in the backyard. They do bite.

2. This is the bed I share with my fiance:



Please DO NOT have sex in or on or NEAR it. There's a guest house with multiple guest rooms for that.

(If you're interested in seeing more of the house, here are some pictures.)

And that's all there is to it. If you have any questions, Shania or I will be happy to answer them. If you're interested in seeing more of Los Angeles and less of our party (or if you're one of those people who isn't comfortable going to a party being hosted by strangers), there will be a thread for Shania to give you touristy advice.

This party will run for the entire span of the week, though it's all really in one night. We might post some activities day to day for people who enjoy a bit of direction, but this is mostly a place for everyone to come together and mingle. Get to know people you've never met, enjoy your friends and family. Eat, drink, and be merry... and please don't trash my house!




PARTY'S OVER!

Linger a bit if you like, but the festivities are done.

David and Shania are: cleaning up the mess. Party's over, folks.

Comments

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*finishes her drink, nodding*

I don't... didn't understand his motivations like you did.

*gets another drink*

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

Clearly I didn't understand them as well as I thought I did.

*glares at Mycroft across the wrong*

Bloody impossible to figure out, those Holmes brothers.

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*downs her new drink in one go, setting the glass down*

I should go.

I'm crap at parties.

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

You don't need to go, Molly.

Sorry, I'm being so depressing.

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

It's not you, John. You're... lovely, really. I'm awkward. *tries to smile at him*

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

Please don't leave. I need someone to keep me from punching Mycroft Bloody Holmes in the face.

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*takes his hand and squeezes it*

Then I won't go anywhere.

- Molly, who'll do pretty much anything for John or Sherlock

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

Thanks Molly.

It's just hard, knowing that most people out there believe what Moriarty said. If Mycroft had just kept his bloody mouth shut...

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Jim... Moriarty... would have found another way.

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

Logically, I know that.

But I also can't help but think Mycroft could have done more. You would think he'd have the influence to have shut that reporter up.

I need to get drunk. Will you get drunk with me Molly?

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*bites her lip, then nods*

Yes, please. I think I'd like that.

- Molly, who is a blabbermouth when she's wasted

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

What's your drink of choice?

*signals the bartender*

~John

((This could get interesting.))

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Anything will do, really. I don't drink much. *smiles*

- Molly

((It really could.))

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

*orders a glass of wine for Molly and a scotch for himself*

*hands her the glass*

I'm glad I have you, Molly.

I don't want to be a burden on Mrs. Hudson. And I can't exact complain about Mycroft to Greg now that the two of them are, you know.

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*takes a sip, almost choking on her drink when he mentions Mycroft and Greg*

They are?

Of course they are. Sherlock, Jim, Greg. Always the unavailable ones.

Not that I'm comparing Jim to... Moriarty to them.

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

It's okay, Molly. He played you probably even worse than he played the rest of us.

*finishes his scotch and gets another*

I had about the same reaction to finding out about those two. I'd always assumed Mycroft was asexual. Thought Sherlock was half the time too, but I could never be sure.

~Watson

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

He's not... wasn't.

*finishes her drink*

I don't talk about it. Jim. Haven't done.

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

*notices her slip, but doesn't think anything of it as he still accidentally uses present tense sometimes*

*hands Molly another glass of wine*

He's not worth wasting breath on, the bastard.

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*accepts*

But most people say you're supposed to talk about things. Have people to confide in.

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

We can talk about Sherlock. Just not the other one.

*finishes his drink and quickly downs another*

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Okay.

*downs her drink, slightly annoyed, as Sherlock isn't who she has needed to talk about all this time*

- Molly

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

I'm being rubbish company, aren't I?

*downs another scotch*

Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?

~John, definitely starting to get drunk

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

No... you're... um. Only when they've wanted something.

- Molly, who is also more inebriated than she'd like to let on

[csichick-2.livejournal.com]

It's something you should be hearing every day. Because you are very beautiful.

~John

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*can't help blushing* You're saying that because you're drunk.

- Molly