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I think I forgot to mention...

Shopping at Pak'n'Save the other night, stocking up on femme supplies, grabbing a six pack of lurvely Schweppes soda with a twist of lime and kiwifruit (they were 98c, I shoulda grabbed two. Heh), and a couple packets of squiggles biscuits... standing in the checkout lane and suddenly realising I must look the walking stereotype of a PMSer, with my pads and chocolate.

I had to giggle.

Season one finale of SPN last night. Just as I predicted, felt more upset about the Metallicar than my boys, although I love my boys and hate to see them hurt. I'm so lying. I kinda liked it when that demon was punching Sammy, and then Dean was a super sexy after he shot it. No idea how long we'll have to wait until we are gifted with the next season. Le sigh.

Fin.

ETA: (emphasis mine)

javajunkie13, fanon petpeeves:
I can't stand when Sam is jealous of the car. I wish I was joking, but I've read a number of stories (and then hit the back button very quickly) where he said something to the effect of "Maybe if you cared about me as much as your car!" In general I don't like it when the car is spoken badly of in stories, even if Sam doesn't make out with her like Dean does, he still loves her.

And characterizations where Dean is stupid and can't do anything on his own (hi, the boy hunted for four years all by his lonesome and didn't lose any limbs, he knows how to do his job and do it well) and Sam is omgsosmart! Just no. Or wincest where Sam wants flowers and anniversary dinners. Very much no. They're boys first of all, but most of all they're brothers and even more importantly they're Winchester brothers. They don't do heart shaped chocolates and candle-light dinners, they super glue M&M's to tables and fuck against grimy bathroom walls.

She goes on to write commentporn...

SGA fic living in my head is being a bitch still. Will have to do something about that.

Today I've been told (more than once, although by the same person... she felt it needed repeating) that I look so very cute. I've got my hair in twin buns, and I'm in my fuzzy pale blue off-the-shoulders sweater thing with a white turtleneck underneath, my tight dark blue jeans... yeah, I'm all shades of blue and the like. Apparently the whole outfit thing is just all sorts of innocent cuteness.

I still haven't met up with the boy from Myspace who contacted me, but things are looking like maybe this Thursday or Friday, I very well just might. Should be interesting to say the least. He thinks I'm cute, too. *smirks*

...I don't want to turn 22! I don't know why, but I so don't feel like I'm ready to be 22 yet. Can't I just be 17 still?

Fin.

Imagine if Sam Winchestor and Peter Petrelli decided to play a game of "Who's brother is cooler?"

( Or see where some bright fan took it )

( Or we could just enjoy that Milo is pretty... )

Or the hotness that is Sylar...
( Evil Is Sexy (and he knows it) )

*g*

Fin.

Now, there are some pretty damn funny macros out there. But sometimes, a cute picture is a cute picture without adding words.

pandoras_closet linked to "When March of the Penguins Attacks". There are no words. *watches and cackles*

Last night I could not seem to sleep for more than a couple of hours before waking myself up. I'd be happily in dreamland, or in that state of flowing consciousness where I think I'm still awake until I wake up and lose track of what I was thinking, and then suddenly I'd be wide awake. No bad dreams or loud noises to wake me up. Just... awake. But then I managed to sleep in this morning anyway.

Um, anyway, I was an idiot when I went out, found this awesome page of fanfic recs, and promptly lost it again. In fact, there were two that I haven't the slightest clue where to find them again, and it sucks because there was some shiny links there. Still, I got a few more that I've been meaning to link to...

A Beautiful Lifetime Event -astolat/shalott
John stared in horror: the thing was growing. Every one of the blobs swelling up, and then slowly and inevitably splitting in two, and then those both started getting bigger -- "Look, isn't there -- can't you turn it off?"

"Excuse me?" Beckett turned and glared at him.

John glared right back, furious, wanting to shake Beckett -- "This is an accident with Ancient technology, not a beautiful lifetime event! I want a goddamn morning-after pill!"

John and Rodney accidentally make a baby. No mpreg, thank goodness. I forget where I first found the link to this. And damn was I leery, what with it being a kid!fic and McShep, neither of which I really care for, and yet I find myself drawn in anyway. It's really quite sweet, especially since John and Rodney don't really "get together" until late in the story, when they've already made the kid and all sorts of things have happened.

Life Lessons Learned From Aliens -eleveninches
When he left by himself a few minutes later, it was in outrage. He'd been hoping for something funny, or at least something he could use against them, but everyone -- literally everyone -- in the control room was in love with the same person: Elizabeth. That was so predictable. Zelenka loved Ronon, Ronon loved pancakes, he loved (supposedly loved) Sheppard, but everyone else had a thing for the boss.

An Ancient device which reveals a person's One True Love. Rodney is sure it's broken. Also, another device is discovered to see what other people see as their One True Love. It's funny, because the boys are in denial, and Ronon's true love is pancakes, and for once it wasn't Sheppard who touched something he shouldn't have.

Missed the Saturday Dance -zoetrope

This, this is an amazing piece of work. It's an AU, where John Sheppard is a test pilot in WWII and Rodney McKay is a genius engineer of said test planes... and it's a mix of medias. There's two audio clips, a movie trailer, as well as the fic which comes to us as pictures, an exchange of letters as well as scenes from their lives together. Amazing work. Really.

The Numbers -trinityofone
For a second he's completely convinced that they're writing to apologize. Dear John Sheppard, we have made a grievous mistake. Our doctor was a moron and you are not, in fact, colorblind. We would like to take you on as soon as possible and in fact have several F-16s specially picked out. Would a starting rank of Colonel be agreeable to you? Sincerely, the U.S. Air Force. Then he realizes how ridiculous this is and has to take several deep breaths to keep from being sick.

MENSA 'verse. That is, the 'verse with "Rod" from "McKay and Mrs. Miller" only this is about the John Sheppard there, and his part in Atlantis without being in the Air Force.

The Roads Never Lead Where They're Supposed to Go -eleveninches
"Zelenka," Rodney demanded, "why are there botanists in my lab?"

"Dr Sheppard was the one to discover the transporters, completely by accident," Zelenka said, like that was supposed to mean something. He clasped Sheppard's shoulder, and Sheppard smirked at Rodney again.

Rodney waited for more of an explanation. When it didn't come, he asked, "So? Is that supposed to impress me? What the hell are transporters?" Both Zelenka and Sheppard looked at him in surprise. "What? I'm not allowed to leave this floor, except to eat and occasionally sleep. Personally, I think Sumner feels threatened by me. You blow up one star, and suddenly everyone thinks you're a loose cannon."

-Another AU where Shappard is a civillian, and a botanist at that, and McKay isn't in charge... and a retake on a B-Grade sci-fi with much amusement for all.

Stargate Atlantis Slash Index
An index set on cataloging fics by cliches. We like 'em because they're cliches anf they're cliches because we like 'em.

Huh. I was just going through some entries earlier, looking for links to specific fics, when I noticed in a post that pornish_pixies was all strike-thrued. And that it's been suspended.

"That's odd," I thought. "Maybe I should ask the f-list if anyone knows what's up with that?"

And what do you know? I check my f-list, and there's gotta be at least three posts concerning the journal/community suspensions and deletions. I mean, I'd sorta caught whispers of it before, but it was only peripheral and not really relevent to me. Anyway, now I know what's going on thanks to the informative posts and links floating around. I don't really feel like doing the copy+paste thing in regards to links. Either you don't care, in which case, move along now, or you do, and it's not a hard subject to find links with the details.

So... yeah... No comment.

Fin.

From autumn_whispers Heroes drabblet-thingy, here:



( SGA Quotes )


( SG-1 Quotes )


( Princess Bride Quotes )


( Big Trouble In Little China Quotes )


( Heathers Quotes )

As always, feel free to take and use. Comments are love, and credit is appreciated. Yadayada blahblah we've been down this road before, y'all. If you'd like, you can always suggest other quotes/shows/movies/books you'd like to see iconised, and I could try my hand at that when the icon making mood strikes once again.

Fin.

When I was little, I used to have a crush on Shredder.

Yeah, him. And it wasn't anything to do with him being a villain or anything--I barely remember what his character was like. It's been years. No, I just remember having this sort of long-time pervy appreciation of his body.

>.<

I know. I'm weird. It's not like he's the only crush I've had on an animated character, either. There are others, like Poison Ivy or Fox (Hey. Redheads.) when I normally couldn't care less about womenfolk. (Elisa wasn't to shabby, either) There's James of Team Rocket (I know, Pokemon, wtf.) or Sage from Ronin Warriors (Or Rowen, Anubis or Dais...). Puck.

Never entirely sure what makes me get a crush on a particular character, either. Because neither Donatello or Brooklyn would win any beauty contests, but I still adore them too. Sometimes it's an aesthetic thing, sometimes it's the voice, and sometimes it's the personality of the character, but any of those can lead me to crush on someone who is not only fictional but usually two-dimensional.

Karai is a bit of an exception to that 2-D rule. Heh. I don't even like the new TMNT movie much, but she fascinates me liek whoa.

*is totally weird*

Fin.

Jarrod Kane: Don't you ever give up?
Daniel: Not til I'm dead. [pauses, thinks about what he just said and adds] And sometimes not even then.

Oh, Daniel. <3 for you.

Fin.

Watching Supernatural, like I do these Friday nights. Love, love, love how Sam reads Dean without Dean having to say anything. And now I'm cheering Dean and his ex on. Go them!

Fin.

What should you do if you man walks out?
Shut the door behind him.

What should you do if you see your ex rolling around in pain on the ground?
Shoot him again.

What have you got if you have 100 men buried up to their necks in sand?
Not enough sand.

How many men does it take to tile a bathroom?
One, if you slice him thinly enough.

How do you stop a man from drowning?
Take your foot off his head.

How do you stop a man from spitting?
Turn down the grill.

How can you tell a guy's well-hung?
You can't get a finger between the rope and his neck.

What's the fastest way to a man's heart?
Through his chest with a sharp instrument.

What does it mean when the man in your bed is gasping for breath and calling your name?
You didn't hold the pillow down long enough.

Recently I paid a visit to Urban Dictionary because I was confused as to what "YMMV" meant. And then I threw in a couple other words just to see what the defintion was, if there was one. One of them was "Metallicar" which is the fan-assigned name of the oh-so-lovely car Sam and Dean have in Supernatural. I was amused about part of the definition, concerning real fangirls and the episode "Devil's Trap" (that I haven't seen, but I know about), what was this:

*After the ending of Devil's Trap*

FakeDitzyFangirl 1: Ahhhh! Sam!
FakeDitzyFangirl 2: Ahhhh! Dean!
RealFangirl 3: Noooooooo! The Metallicar

I suspect I belong to category 3, because we all know what is important and irreplaceable. *nods*

...Dude, I think a rat is setting up shop in my flatmate's closet. I heard scratching and I'm sure it was the pitter patter of not so small claws of a rat, as opposed to a wee mousie. But I didn't see anything, so I can't be sure.

And yet more links:
Truth Surprises -Actually, the thud was kinda fun, as long as the impact left you conscious. Sheppard/Beckett porn.

Not Going Anywhere -John wakes up, and he can't see, or hear. He tries not to panic, and there are those there to help him.

Running on Empty -John and Rodney are implanted with Wraith trackers and placed separately on an alien world to act as runners for the Wraith's amusement. As the story switches between John and Rodney we see a John who doesn't remember anything about who he is but still deals with his problems in a very John way and a panicked Rodney who is all too aware of his own abilities and lack thereof.

Long Road Home -"Great, now I'm on a first-name basis with illegal aliens," McKay groaned. "I am officially the worst border agent ever." An illegal immigrant, an emotionally and physically damaged veteran, and a border patrol agent who hates his job... maybe they were destined to be friends in any universe.

Fin.