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Beware of girls in foul moods.

*is moody*

You've been warned.

Ah, administration, how you baffle me. I did my part, I filled out a big huge form for you, I sent it to the address you specified, I liked the woman at the other end of that address and trusted her to do good work, but all you people in the middle? SOMEBODY LOST MY ENVELOPE. This, this is exactly my beef with sacred texts (incidently, if someone lifts this rant and inserts it, more or less verbatim, as a Rodney rant, just a few props in the authors notes is all I ask) and people who think they are an absolute truth because no matter the holiness of the person writing, it's still written by a fallible, faulty, imperfect human being; this makes them theories, possibly very good theories based on some very interesting philosophy, but hardly laws, because they must be inherently qualified. Everything we touch has the potential for human error. And really, the smarter the human, the greater potential for silly little stupid mistakes like LOSING ADMINISTRATIVE PAPERWORK which really is only important to the administrators and no one else but causes me headaches. HEADACHES. Human beings. Fallible. It is a truth universally acknowledged, right up there with *insert Kaylee-like swooping hand movement* otherwise really wonderful people getting all wierd over some cultural mandate that involves jewelry even though you have repeatedly declared a lack of interest in impractical, unuseful adornments. Still, still! He emails and tells me stories and worries about my day and wishes he could touch me and omg mixed signals, P. You need to sort out your control issues, my friend, and until then, I accept your attention, but I do not reciprocate flirting, because you need to figure out if you want me or not. Granted, it's not like he's been waffling on the subject for AGES, but still, I'm done with his indecision.

Go away, life. Don't look at me.

Other people out there *points at

destina and

cofax7 and

paian* are reccing marvelous work. They are also much more fun to be around. I understand if you ditch me and head over to the parties they're throwing.

Still,

ltlj had a perfectly timed post today reccing Atlantis H/C fic since she's having a lousy day (what a coincidence, thinks I, maybe what cheered her up will cheer me up!). She has a locked LJ, so I have no qualms about immediately rereccing:

Touch, by

astolat (=Shalott) back in October is really nice for the description of unconscious attraction, then realization, then really nice abrupt DEALING (I'm going crazy with the capital letters today and I'm sorry, I really am.) I like when there is a little coming around to the idea of switching sides, but I also like when it doesn't turn into angst of epic proportions. John/Rodney.

This I really refuse to apologize for too much for liking this. Now, it was cute, and were I in another mood I probably would have skipped anything so cute, but today? Today I totally want Rodney to show me how to take apart a jumper and build a generator and make a bigger, better bomb. Warning: kid!John & unabashed parental instincts on the part of the entire Atlantis expedition. Think mini!John, only he's about 8. Fifth in a series, but I read the last part first and then a few other bits and out of order because... I'm just in a mood. Teacher's Pet by

seperis.

kellifer_fic and

sdraevn are writing ficlets and drabbles to prompts, and Danver's SG-1 one today was marvelous and was irrationally appealing due to the idea that they are all sleeping with each other and there is massive flirting everywhere (Snapshot, or The One Where They're All Probably Doing Each Other). I'm all for orgies. Really. Someone write me mad, mad orgie-like flirting.

Otherwise, of late my reading list has been heavy on the Atlantis threesomes. What?

Tryptych and Diablerie (Tryptych remix) by

alyse and Rachael Sabatini (aka

wickedwords), respectively. John/Elizabeth/Rodney from Elizabeth and Rodney POVs. Dark, while captured and hopeless, but comforting and together. NC-17, poly.

Tercets by Gaia John/Teyla and John/Rodney/Teyla. A nice thread of Ford's loss and an understanding of what that means for John.

Seriously, though, the show is doing a much better job with their ensemble than SG-1 is at the moment, and reminds me of early seasons of SG-1 where they weren't shying away from people learning more about each other and the friendship between Jack and Daniel... but the real reason I'm likely to be really, really in love with SGA? All the fic out there that I haven't read yet.

Because to be a ficpimp, first you must be a ficwhore. You all know it, I'm just saying it out loud. Fic is the way to my heart. Also, this came dangerously close to making me laugh: The Unofficial Post-Mission Evaluation Form by

rokeon.

moonshayde is writing for Teal'c in

stargatefic100, which would make me giddy if I were giddiable at this moment.

janedavitt, who writes unusual pairings really very well, and started a 'verse for herself where Jack and Paul Davis hook up, and this is the introductory fic, which is 12,000 words by itself. This is going to be a novel, I sense. I'm, though, inexplicably contrary and I haven't read it yet, but y'all, seriously, y'all should go over there and represent and say nice things because I have no nice in me right now. Standing in the Shadows. Jack/Paul, NC-17.

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*hugs you*

As always, thanks for the reccies and I hope your day/week/month gets better. You're saving me partially from a completely boring-ass day...

Hmmm... threesomes eh? I've just signed up for the

au100 John/Rodney/Ronon... bwahahaa... *grins*

Bwahahaha! YAY! See that? Makes me feel better. The promise of goodness...

That Daniel/Janet fic was lovely, btw. I hadn't read it, but I'm so glad someone nom'd the thing. It's going on my Janet rec list.... erm, someday. When I get around to it. *sheepish*

And, love the icon, though whenever MS looks around Daniel's glasses I can't help but think 'wow, forgetting that he can't see unless he looks through the lenses?' But, nearly blind long-time glasses wearer here. Or contacts. Yeah. *handwaves* he must just have better peripheral vision than I do. *handwave handwave*

Hee... glad promised goodness cheered you... I just have to actually *start*... *sheepish*

And thanks!! :) Glad you enjoyed the story. *grins*

When I get all caught up on Season 2 I can help you with Ronon more, perhaps. But you know, am available for bouncing ideas off of.

You did see the porn battle John/Rodney/Ronon snippet, right? It was John/Rodney established relationship, interestingly, inviting Ronon in. Cool idea.

Ah dear, I'm sorry you're having a bad day. (((hugs))) Hopefully your envelope becomes un-lost and the boy gets his head out of his ass and realizes how lucky he is to have you.

Yup, I'm going to start stealthily tracking it today, because I really don't feel like sorting out a typewriter. May end up having to trek into the city tomorrow, though.

Isn't it wierd how sometimes the straw breaks the camel's back? Because I'm supposed to be trying to stay friends, which I'm not very good at, and can't find a good outlet for my anger, perhaps. I do love having Rodney as a role model for ranting about whatever, though.

(icon is not directed at you, btw. Always feel the need to caveat this icon, but OMG so funny)

Hey. Where did my post go? *searches* Okay, well if this comes through twice...

I wish I could write you something hot or say something to bring up your day. (People can really suck and be incompetent sometimes.) Unfortunately, my writing is neither hot or sexy, so...

I hope you can relax and just kick back or something.

You know, my dog is headbutting my foot right now, trying to convince it to do something interesting. In a minute, she'll probably figure my left hand is a better bet and pry her nose under my elbow to get access to it and proceed to make up games around my occassional undirected grabbing motions. I do this because otherwise she'll fall back to plan C, which involves wet noses or toys dropped onto my lap.

So really, it can't be all bad. I'm adored by a floppy lion looking blonde dog. Who's licking my sock. Ewwwwwwww.

And, you've just reminded me that I never responded to your comment in your LJ, but I hope your worries are calming down a little. I don't know if I mentioned it, but I have been in a very similar position helping out my parents financially. And it's surreal.

And wow, that icon is sweet. I am totally suceptible to sap today.

Yeah and now my mom is sick and might have to be hospitalized. Whee...*rolls eyes*

Dogs are great. I swear, they were made for a reason. When I am feeling world weary I know I can go to them and feel like I am the center of the world.

Thanks about the icon. I am suceptible to Jack and Daniel ;)

Well crap, eh? I've been there too. *face/palm*

There's love and then there is the absolute adoration of a dog. *pets lion-dog* Oops, I woke her up. Now I must play with the lamb toy, it seems. Baaaaaaaaa.

*hugs*

4%...

*sputters*

I love you.

*hugs back*

{{{Hugs}}} for the carpy day Minxy! *makes soothing noises* Someplace, there is a lost administrative paperwork black hole where all the most important of the un-important papers converge and taunt us. I'm just sure of it.

And, the boy needs to get a spine and make a decision. I'm just sorry you're having to deal with his inability to commit to his non-commitment. (Did that make sense?)

You really should read Jane's Standing In The Shadows. It's incredibly intriguing.

{{{{{{{More Ginormous Hugs}}}}}}}}}}

Yup, I have a theory on him now, where before I just. didn't. get it. Now I think he's caving to perceived expectations, which aren't the same as mine, since he's an immigrant and there are substantial portions of his family who never learned English and rely on him. Not sure they understand some of his recent decisions and he's now in this quandry trying to reconcile stuff.

Whatever. I don't really want to be yanked around either, but it's still new, trying to redefine boundaries. Plus, I don't know whether I'm going to challenge him on it yet, so to some degree I'm complicite.

I've started reading Standing. It's really elegant so far. I forgot how much I liked this pairing...

I don't like you being down and I'm not going anywhere because I like this comfy chair and the nibbles are within reach ::settles down::

Want a cheer-up drabble? Just say; happy to write you one if it would help, smutty, sweet, whatever; just name it.

And I can't get my head around a Minxy with no nice in her. Nope. Not possible.

::hugs::

*hugs back*

You like me even when I'm fussy? *crawls into your chair with you and curls up*

I'm glad, because I'm loving Shadows so far, but I don't know if I'll be up for lots of squooshy feedback which is totally what you deserve. Some of the recs up there *points* I'm not sure I managed feedback for, and normally I wouldn't anonymously rec someone without, you know, introducing myself (but, best foot forward. Or 'you have to think of other people'. Or 'if you can't say something nice...')

*sigh* I'm not completing my sentances here, but if you would like to write me a drabble, I would love that. One of the phrases bouncing about my head lately has something to do with losing control, and finding that it's surprisingly effortless. Terrifying, maybe, or exhilerating (those things are expected), but the ease of it is shocking, because it was thought so cherished, needed.

So if you wanted to write around effortless loss, maybe. Your choice of fandom, pairing, all of that.

You give so much f/b that I already feel spoiled to death. Don't ever feel you have to, because you don't, honestly. Read, enjoy it (hopefully) and then walk away; it's fine with me, honey. I don't ever want f/b that's been a hassle to write because I know sometimes you just can't cope with finding the right words, or any words at all, you just want the fic hit.

Been there, myself.

I'll work on that drabble after the kids are asleep; sounds an intriguing theme!

I loved it. I love that you wrote me BBM. I loved Jack and Paul too, particularly that you let Paul have his own voice, and issues and strength.

*cuddles*

*admires* Now that is a nice rant. Seriously. I dig it.

This P person, you want I should break his knees? I'm extremely burly. I just told Orca girl that and while I'm Bruce Bannering, anyway, I could just make a short side trip for some whup-assing on your behalf. It's sitches like the one you describe that make me subscribe to the "cold turkey" break up thing, but only because I cannot stand ambiguity. I'm all about the "fence or get off the effing piste," you know? (that's a fencing metaphor just to show you I mean business with this offer of defending your honour *does a swishy salute with this nifty pistol-gripped foil* *looks for someone to run through as a demonstration*).

*is bellicose and also green*

Why that is an awfully nice offer. Lemme just calculate how many months it would take for them to heal, because it would be nice if he were mobile when we go off a-touring Africa (yup, plans for the future would be exactly what tipped off this little panic attack). And... yes. I believe that fits nicely into the calendar.

Normally, I'm totally in the cold-turkey break up camp. Cold turkeys standing on burning bridges never to be acknowledged by the camp again break ups. But... AFRICA.

While you have him all immobile and stuff, how about a sternly worded lecture about how living in a quiet, unassuming, conservative way and doing just what everyone expects of you is all very nice, but a life of passion and adventure could be so much better? Especially if, say, your very compatible, possibly minx-like companion, viewed the quiet, sweet moments in between adventures as just as important and potentially wonderful?

Because it would be so much more meaningful coming from someone who was burly and green and good with a foil.

And, I love that icon. And I love that you are impressed with my rant. I didn't do a lot of beta editing, so I'm glad that the meaning really got through.

Because it would be so much more meaningful coming from someone who was burly and green and good with a foil.

Really, what wouldn't, eh? ;)

*gives you a delicate Hulk-hug*

I'm whiney, but I'm not fragile.

*hugs you back leik whoa a lot*

{{{minxy}}}
I've had a couple of cocktails (one tee many martoonis), and can't really comprehend the rant, or follow the recs, but you have my sympathy for the first, and my thanks for the second. :-)

But can I come over and join the PARTY? That's the real question. Actually, the real question is what kind of gin you use in your martinis... they aren't vodka martinis, are they? And, what's your position on sweet vermouth? Myself, I am emphatically anti the vermouth...

Party? What makes you think there was a party? *grin* I was drinking vodka and Midori with a dash of dry vermouth last night. My more usual tipple is gin Cosmos. For more of a traditional martini, I like gin and sweet vermouth. Not a big dry vermouth fan. A "Perfect Martini" recipe has both dry and sweet - that's very good, too. I got a big bottle of Bombay Sapphire gin for Xmas, and it may last thru January. Maybe.

Whereever two or more THINGers are gathered, right? Party! Actually, I polished off a bottle of single malt scotch... I swear there wasn't much left when I started drinking last night, though it was also a Christmas present and no one else drinks scotch. Bourbon, yes, whiskey, yes, but Dad has opinions about where the stuff is made and I have opinions about which shelf it comes from. *g*

Bombay Sapphire, eh? Yup, we got that for my Mom for Christmas too. I think she's behind, though.

Well that sucks. I Hope your envelope turns up. *hugs*

Thanks for the recs. Just recced Snapshots in my journal and I figured you probably recced it already. hehe. Now I have lots of stuff to read tommorrow. Plus a few more from your earlier posts.

*hugs again*

It's funny when stuff gets reccd all over the place, innit? Because you assume that everyone already knows and it is therefore not so helpful to call attention again... but you know, another voice screaming out an author's brilliance is always appreciated.

*hugs back and clings just a little bit*

*hugs* Sorry about the guy trouble. I kissed a lot of frogs before I found my handsome prince. And you know my concept of handsome. :o) I'll think good vibes your way for both the envelope and you.

You know, I think I might just be the tiniest bit conflicted about him. I don't do well with ambiguity, and this is me after only, what, less than a week of just friends? Over long distance? It is possible that this step back to friends thing is going to be really painful. Alas. But I will do it for Africa.

I will also flirt madly with other people. That usually helps. Thanks for the vibes. The envelope would be nice, but I suppose I can just suck it up and do the whole thing again.

They are also much more fun to be around. I understand if you ditch me and head over to the parties they're throwing.

Nothing doing. Staying right here thank you;)
::hugs:: for the boycrap! That's one good thing about being celibate for nearly 7 years. No boycrap. Though I get the funny feeling (in my water) that I might have to start dealing. Oh joy!

Paperwork is ebil. That is all.

On a personal note - not really doing Atlantis right now. Too much hassle to try and wrest the TV remote from the 'rents. So SG-1 (which even in the 'non-team' state people are whinging about) beats Atlantis' ass any day of the week.
Blame the lack of sleep for the bull-headedness. As far as I can see - it's all good. When I can frelling see it!
Battlestar and SG-1 all the way;)

That and I'm on a mission to watch it all from the beginning - 'Fire and Water' up next... Yay! JackAngst!

Would you like some beta'ing to help distract you from the boycrap or shall I just pile it up?;) Pepesplace needs more J/D (admittedly from other authors far better than me but...;))

If you need an ear - you know where to find me. I might not be as eloquent as you but I hope that my heart is in the right place:D

::morehugs:: incoherence, thy name is Beckymonster!

Oooh, I read some interesting SG-1 last night. Now I'll have to find it and post for you.

'Grats on the Pepe's Place corner. That's so cool. I can't promise any kind of helpfulness as a beta at the moment. Possibly elevated snark level = danger, Will Robinson. I'd love to read, but... up to you whether I'm safe or not.

Hey, it's Friday, innit? Well, hope the TiVo catches my eps for me.

Fire and Water, that was one slashy episode.

You are a joy to be around in any mode, ranting or otherwise. Nonetheless --

::zats the crap out of the mixed signals, stomps the ambiguity into oblivion, and whups the bejeeeeebus out of the paperwork-loser::

Then --

::hugs you mercilessly::

God yes! Get rid of the bajeebus, that stuff is scary.

Thank you. *hugs you back fiercely*

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