seperis | *dawning horror*

Okay,

svmadelyn just traumatized me. So. Tell her she's wrong.

Here's what happened.

Outside during my smoke break, Guy From Hotline (where I will start next week) came out, we had a short, disjointed chat. As I finished, I started to walk away.

I'm going to pull this from memory as best I can, because this counts as the most surreal conversation I've had while not tripping.

Him: Jenn, can I ask you a question?

Me: *turns* Sure.

Him: *nothing*

Me: *waiting*

Him: *nothing*

Me: *waiting*

Him: Odd numbers.

Me: *blank look*

I can't remember how he phrased this, but it ended up being a short discussion on--okay, seriously, I am *not kidding*--on teh difference between odd numbers and--and primes. So we--no, I'm not making this up, I could not make up something this weird--ended up discussion Mersenne--this is totaly my fault for reading up on this to get through some of

astolat's fic--and then the kid in Round Rock who found the most recent prime and kind of--just. Proofs.

...I actually don't know any. He used to be an accountant. This conversation went place I haven't visited since my sophmore year in college. Or you know, sga math porn fic.

This sort of thing did not happen to me before SGA.

Okay, so. Here is

svmadelyn after I share this tale of confusion and weirdness.

seperis: He was so--weird about it.
seperis: It took forever for him to get out the question.
svmadelyn: oh god, maybe that was his--attempt at flirtation
svmadelyn: and it just went way off.
seperis: ...no
seperis: No.
seperis: NO.
seperis: I am in the SGA fandom
svmadelyn: he probably meant to ask you out
svmadelyn: and all that came out was about primes
seperis: Yes, I now read particle physics for background info
seperis: Yes, I am reading The Elegant Universe.
svmadelyn: and now he's home sitting there, drunk and asking himself, why am I such an *asshole*
seperis: THIS WILL NOT BECOME A FLIRTATION DEVICE OKAY?
svmadelyn: she was standing right THERE
svmadelyn: and I asked her about PRIMES
svmadelyn: oh GOD I got all flustered, with her cigarette and PRIMES

Okay. So please, answer here. There is *no way* anyone is going to *flirt with numbers*. Just tell her. Tell her *now*.

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That's why he goes bad, you know -- all the good people hit him on the head or try to shoot him and constantly mistrust him, while there's this vast cohort of minions saying, We wouldn't hurt you, Lex, and we'll give you power and greatness and oh so much sex...
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Beth: god, why do i have so many beads?
Jenn: Because you are an addict.
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Beth: i dunno they'd work, might have to go straight for the electroshock.
Jenn: I'm not sure that helps with bead addiction.
Beth: i was thinking more to demagnitize my credit card.
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-- eleveninches and anonymous, on things that are disturbing
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silverkyst: I need to not be taking molecular genetics.
silverkyst: though, as a sidenote, I did learn how to eviscerate a fruit fly larvae by pulling it's mouth out by it's mouthparts today.
silverkyst: I'm just nowhere near competent in the subject material to be taking it.
Jenn: I'd like to thank you for that image.
-- silverkyst and seperis, on more wtf
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-- Issaro, on spanking Anakin in his formative years
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Aside from the fact that one person should never go near another with a penis, a bottle of body wash, and a hopeful expression...
-- Summerfling, on shower sex
LJ, 7/22/2005
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-- revelininsanity, on my relationship with my rabbit
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-- cpt_untouchable, on my addition of The Fourth Bunny
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*glum* Yeah. SGA so screwed us up. I swear, going to Frye's Electronics now, I kind of glaze over by the motherboards every time one of the guys starts murmuring about dual processor capacity. There's a terrified part of me that is sure that one day, I'll be meandering through the external hard drive section and the first guy to chat up firewire will be taken savagely onn teh floor.

Oh God, that was flirting. I need--something. I'm not sure what, though.

*snerk* I ... find this frighteningly easy to picture.

A new fandom always comes with its own unique kinks. I accept that, and am prepared to deal with my strange attitude to blood as a result of too many vampire fandoms, and my permanent *thing* for assasins thanks to X-Files, and even the - oh, god - really well drawn distinctions between what's bestiality and what's a bunch of shape-changed humans thanks to HP, but I was never, ever prepared for a fandom that would have me thinking math was hot. It just isn't right. No one should have to prepare for things like that.

You need... some flirting with someone who does it with bad sports metaphors to settle your nerves?

People don't--flirt with me. And my idea of flirting comes off very--disturbingly like a schizoid episode. I just--have no idea what to do with this.

People flirt with sports metaphors? *blank look* Apparently, i need to be out more than I thought.

"Colonel, why you insist on forcing me to watch grown men chase a ball around a field as an excuse to leap all over one another, and don't get me started on the sweat and the mud being really unattractive, I will never - huh. Really?"

And John rattled the popcorn bowl enticingly and patted the space on the bed beside him.

And then there was sex, the end.

Also, once a Very Pretty Boy hit on me in front of my boss, and in some weird conflict between my Professional Persona and the me who can deal with being hit on, I yelped, blushed, hid behind my boss and ran away as soon as I could. I mean that literally. I hid behind my boss. I can't even.

To my eternal gratitude, he has never mentioned it since.

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