Monday, October 2nd, 2006 06:48 pm
early evening, central standard
Thing the First
I am in that place where I want sections.
Last night--and this is just weird--I dreamed that--I'm *not kidding*--Rodney and Rod decided to like, start a war or something. Against each other. I remember nothing else but this bit where there was this--tunnel thing?--that connected the two realities and, well, *arguing*. I'm kind of pissed, because for a dream concept, that's damned cool, and I'd like details, dammit.
OTOH, it did make me wonder, in the early hours of the morning, what in the name of God Rodney would *do*. I'm thinking bomb Rod's lab while Rod's doing whatever he does with the Athosians. I mean, that's what I'd do, since I carry residual Rod-rage--okay, that really is funny if you say it out loud. But I am cruel.
But still. A Rodney versus Rod war! How cool is *that*?
Thing the Second
In far less intersting news--and that's saying something--I started playing with zohowriter. The thing is, I write in a very specific way--in Word, Times New Roman 12, regular margin. So writing in zoho is, to say the least, a little disorienting. I got around thirteen hundred words done and then stared at it, because it doesn't feel as much like me as MS Word. I'm actually aware how weird that sounds. But it took the story I was writing in a direction I'm not sure I was actually planning to go. It's like that second in Teacher's Pet where I realized that I could totally go to the dark side and torture an eight year old. It was very wrong. And yet oh so right.
Thing the Third: Waffles
Mr. Waffles somehow managed to leap from his penthouse to the bottom floor of teh cage. I have no idea how this happened, but when I finally got up, I see rabbits in motion--and in retrospect, they'd been fighting for a while by then--with Waffles leaping bravely to the floor level and cowering in a corner. I grabbed him up and held him in my lap while he shook and *shook* and checked him over for injury--but seriously. It was really freaky. Waffles allows cuddling but does not welcome it. This? Was welcoming it.
Anyway, just fed them their nightly salad and trying to mix in more rabbit food for the additional vitamins into their diet. I get they need a natural as possible diet, but reading the vitamin content on the last bag I picked up for emergencies is encouraging me to supplement with some of it. Just to be sure.
Thing the Fourth
You've got to be kidding. My life isn't that interesting.
I am in that place where I want sections.
Last night--and this is just weird--I dreamed that--I'm *not kidding*--Rodney and Rod decided to like, start a war or something. Against each other. I remember nothing else but this bit where there was this--tunnel thing?--that connected the two realities and, well, *arguing*. I'm kind of pissed, because for a dream concept, that's damned cool, and I'd like details, dammit.
OTOH, it did make me wonder, in the early hours of the morning, what in the name of God Rodney would *do*. I'm thinking bomb Rod's lab while Rod's doing whatever he does with the Athosians. I mean, that's what I'd do, since I carry residual Rod-rage--okay, that really is funny if you say it out loud. But I am cruel.
But still. A Rodney versus Rod war! How cool is *that*?
Thing the Second
In far less intersting news--and that's saying something--I started playing with zohowriter. The thing is, I write in a very specific way--in Word, Times New Roman 12, regular margin. So writing in zoho is, to say the least, a little disorienting. I got around thirteen hundred words done and then stared at it, because it doesn't feel as much like me as MS Word. I'm actually aware how weird that sounds. But it took the story I was writing in a direction I'm not sure I was actually planning to go. It's like that second in Teacher's Pet where I realized that I could totally go to the dark side and torture an eight year old. It was very wrong. And yet oh so right.
Thing the Third: Waffles
Mr. Waffles somehow managed to leap from his penthouse to the bottom floor of teh cage. I have no idea how this happened, but when I finally got up, I see rabbits in motion--and in retrospect, they'd been fighting for a while by then--with Waffles leaping bravely to the floor level and cowering in a corner. I grabbed him up and held him in my lap while he shook and *shook* and checked him over for injury--but seriously. It was really freaky. Waffles allows cuddling but does not welcome it. This? Was welcoming it.
Anyway, just fed them their nightly salad and trying to mix in more rabbit food for the additional vitamins into their diet. I get they need a natural as possible diet, but reading the vitamin content on the last bag I picked up for emergencies is encouraging me to supplement with some of it. Just to be sure.
Thing the Fourth
You've got to be kidding. My life isn't that interesting.
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From:With both Johns looking on, rolling their eyes and quietly conspiring to make sure no permanent damage is done to either of their boyfriends? *g*
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From:And sure, Mensa!John is all openly *brilliant*, whatever, John will think meanly, but who's done twenty years of advanced tactical analysis?
And so he starts to plot.
It can only escalate from there. Interdimensional war. The Wraith will run and hide. It is very very dramatic.
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From:And much as I adore Mensa!John, he wouldn't stand a chance - Rodney's woobie face is a great motivator, after all, and Rod could never hope to match that. *g*
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From:Oh yeah. I feel bad for him? But he's doomed. *pets him gently*
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From:The fanfic conceit I liked best was Mensa!John getting a spot on the expedition because of his gene and nothing else. That's cool to me, because he'd have had to make a place beyond Glowy Guy for himself.
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From:The fanfic conceit I liked best was Mensa!John getting a spot on the expedition because of his gene and nothing else.
Either I haven't seen this, or my memory is failing me at the moment. Could you remind me/point me?
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From:Not that I'm desperate for more Mensa AU or anything! *g*
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From:Then there is the thing that Rod had a *team* of the same people--and SGC teams require a military member, or so I was led to believe. And I kind of feel that Rod would have mentioned his Sheppard wasn't military.
I mean, I like the idea? I just can't see how it would have worked, since *John* stumbled into it practically at the last minute.
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From:Or like, cutting all their shoelaces!
Diaretics in the food! War by slow erosion of moral!
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From:In retrospect, I should have put in a link.
www.zohowriter.com
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From:NOOOOO!!! That just reminds me of the matter and anti-matter guys at each other's throats in the tunnel between dimensions for all eternity! And you know Rodney probably hates that Trek episode, because the physics is so even more unbelievably wrong than usual. Eek!
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From:;-)
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From:I dreamt about Daniel Jackson. He looked pretty good (all dressed up in a nice suit), but I shortly realized that he was acting weird -- which led to the realization that it was NOT actually Daniel, but an alien being/consciousness masquerading either in his body or in a replica of his body.
I'm not really sure, cause I got angry that Daniel had apparently died. Again. and I may have inadvertently killed the not-Daniel before he could tell me the truth about what happened....and then I woke up.
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From:Rod vs. Rodney war sounds AWESOME. *flails* I'd be cheering for both of them, maybe with special attention to Rodney. *considers* I think Rod would win the battle but Rodney would ultimately win the war. IWANTTOSEEITSOBAD!
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From:Logging in as a demo user is so creepy, it's kind of awesome. There are resumes, school projects, promotional and sales-type things for various stores, letters, so-bad-it's-good fiction... all that's missing is porn.
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