the galaxy tastes like raspberries...

location: home

mood: contemplative

music: 'You Can Leave Your Hat On' - Etta James

I, for some reason, was suddenly struck by the stupendous thought at work today that McKay and Ronon should totally have been written as an off-beat friendship on Atlantis because, if you think about, Rodney is the SGA-equivalent of Calvin, which means he needs a Hobbes, and no one better fits the description of 'homicidal psycho jungle cat' then Ronon. 

The possiblities of snark-infused grand schemes gone awry and heavy artillery always winding up being the only option left fill me with great excitement.

Just thought I'd share :)

EDIT: Someone needs to make a Neil Caferty/White Coller video to this song. It just begs for it. 

location: home

mood: tired

music: "Empire State" - Guster

Just wanted let ya'll know, my dad's doing much better. They've transferred him out of the ICU and into a regular room. They think one of the medicines he's been taking for his cholesterol is to blame for the whole thing.

My wisdom teeth are getting yanked bright and early in the morning, so I apologise in advance for any loopy comments/posts I leave while doped up.

And thanks for the well-wishes for my dad, it made me feel better!

Nyte

p.s. I will be spending my convelesence watching 'Cowboy BeBop'. Because all good painkillers should come with anime westerns.

location: Home

mood: irritated

music: "Bang The Doldrums" - Fall Out Boy

First of all, I have fic! Shiny, completed, pre-slashy fic right here so you can go read it now and come back when you've finished for the rest of my babble.

*cue babble*

Nothing goes how I plan it to! I was all ready to buckle down and really write this weekend, well, sunday anyway, I had to work on Sat. :(, but work was so icky that it was all I could do to come home without killing anyone. I managed to finish the earrings I made my mother for Mother's day, despite wanting to curl up and cry for a while. (I'm not exaggerating, I actually almost cried in the car on the way home when I realized the girl at Sonic gave me unsweet instead of sweet tea. Stressed!Nyte=Moody!Nyte) I also picked her some roses and got her  chocolates.

So what does my darling mother do at the family M day breakfast? Stage whisper to my father that the earrings I handmade, including to cutting out the pieces from an old map of her hometown, framing them between two pieces of lucite, and wrapping in silver wire, these earrings just happen to have a little bit of the name of my mother's least favorite town on them. Oh, and the chocolates I got her have milk and semi-sweet chocolate, not just milk, so I can have them back. Quick, someone list ten reasons why I love my mother again...

And I miss Quill!! Although I hope she's having fun in Austin and forgetting all about the loony harassing her at work on Wed.

So, yeah, I have been flaking off and playing WiiSims and reading Sentinel slash. Ah, Jim and Blair, how I've missed you...

I will definitely write more this week...after I finish the undoubtedly eleven decibel range squee going on after the 'Bones' finale. They're gonna do it, they're gonna do it :P

Nyte

p.s. for some reason this song makes me think of scott/logan.  actually it makes me think logan has died and that, at logan's funeral, scott leaves a sort-of psychic eulogy, a collection of memories of their relationship, revealing a deeper and more intimate side to the two of them than any knew. as the song plays out, the roar of a motorcycle is heard as scott leaves the mansion and all the memories he can't bear behind for the last time.

oh, gods, another thing to write!  

location: Home

mood: bouncy

music: Theme from The Magnificent Seven

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 and reeeeeeallly long 'cause I did the complete lyrics and the obscure songs.