today is a fucking awful day for reasons I won't get into

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Because it's kind of pathetic. Cheer me up? Drabbles welcome, encouraged even. Shall we just go ahead and make this a Bob/Joe love fest? Or even just a Joe love fest, because that would be made of baby seals.

This isn't really a Bob/Joe drabble, although there will be Bob/Joe in this fic, so it counts a little:

Andy - Andy the Vegan, who isn’t really a vegan, not anymore, anyway, because it’s tough to be a picky eater on Atlantis, but they named him Andy the Vegan to separate him from Andy the Butcher, even though it never really stuck with anyone other than Joe, who likes shouting, “Andy the Vegan!” because it’s the one thing that’s sure to get a rise out of the laconic biochemist – but, anyway. Andy twirls his pen between his fingers. It’s a space pen. Frank’s had his eye on it for a while.

Office supplies are kind of limited, and a pen that can write upside-down is coveted above most other things.

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some of my favorite photos:











And of course all of those were originally uploaded by other people. :D

also working on some fic for you (and eleanor_lavish who got overexcited when I asked for some prompts)...

So this latest thing that Bob finds in the middle of the hallway sends Bob over the edge. He’d pick it up and throw it into the dumpster if it wasn’t a person; and really, Joe all curled up against the wall like a portable, pot-scented air freshener, is more than a little endearing.

He picks Joe up and brings him into the bedroom, sets him down on the futon and then shuts the door behind him

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JOE!!!

ALSO: oh my god, BOB PICKS JOE UP!

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EVERY DAY should be Joe-love day.

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I AGREE SO HARD!

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it's not strictly Bob/Joe. But I am eleanor_lavish's bitch. :D

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DUDE! *stumbles off to read*