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]

*asks the bartender for two glasses of chilled white wine*

Are you sure? I know the shop has been losing money. Actively. For years. But I've planned for this.

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

*beams as he accepts a glass of wine*

I am so sure, dude. We are going to throw the party to end all parties. Totally going to nail this.

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*accepts his glass of wine, thanking the bartender*

*takes a sip and smiles* Okay. I can't refuse an offer like this.

*ducks his head, looking at Raj through his eyelashes* Good party here so far.

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

Is it? *looks around* There are definitely some seriously hot ladies here. But I haven't really checked anything out yet, I've just been talking to you. *takes a drink*

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

I've been *waiting for you* talking to someone. *nods in the direction of the couch*

An astrophysicist!

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

An astrophysicist? And she's hot! Nice one, dude.

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Thanks! *sips* I sort of have a thing for hot astrophysicists. *looks at Raj meaningfully, willing him to get what he's saying*

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

Really, dude? I didn't know you knew any hot astrophysicists, maybe you could introduce me to one. A lady with a real heavenly body, if you know what I mean.

*grins and nudges him with his elbow*

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Of course. *nods, sipping his drink and looking around the room* That is absolutely what I meant.

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

*looks at him strangely*

Are you feeling okay, dude? You're acting a little weird.

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*looks at him, almost prepared to tell him the truth, but faltering*

Fine, man. Always. Headache is all.

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

You should go find a bathroom. I'm sure people this rich have absolutely everything in their medicine cabinets.

Oh my god, now I want to go check out their medicine cabinets.

*grins*

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*laughs* We should do that. Together.

*likes the thought of being alone with Raj in a small space*

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

Let's do it! I bet they've got tiny little scented soaps, the kind that everyone is afraid to use because they're just so adorable.

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

And are you the sort of person who steals them?

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

*looks scandalized*

Stuart! What kind of a terrible party guest do you think I am?

*leads the way down the hall, looking for a bathroom*

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

The exciting kind. *follows him, grinning*

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

*makes a face at Stuart over his shoulder*

I may be a snoop, but Dr. Rajesh Koothrappali is not a thief.

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*holds up his hands* My apologies, Doctor.

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

*looks at Stuart for a moment, then grins wickedly*

Then again... I think we could use some fancy little soaps in the Raj Mahal, don't you?

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*grins* I think we could. *peers into a room*

Bathroom! Right here.

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

*steps inside and turns on the light, looking around*

Ooooh, very clean!

*looks impressed*

-Raj

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*steps in with him, closing and locking the door to prevent them from being caught snooping*

It is! Nice towels. *paws at one, noting how soft it is*

- Stuart

[nobodymove.livejournal.com]

I am swimming in decorating ideas right now. This place is so swanky for a bathroom!

-Rak

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*smiles* What are you going to do to our apartment? Your... apartment?

- Stuart