My weekend in a numbered list...
1. I am victorious over my packing (moving house on new year's eve, yay!), my laundry, my posting of christmas presents and my buying of furniture (including an amy moment* in which I acquired a chest of drawers that would have been £70 including delivery for only £30, because I went by a nice secondhand place). However, I have also packed all my tools away, despite knowing I'm going to need them the day before I move in order to take apart the furniture I already own. Thankfully, I labelled all the boxes this time, so I just have to find the right one.
*So named for my little sister, who has a tendency to pick out something she wants, take it to the till, and find that it's being sold for about half of what she was expecting to pay.
2. I've succumbed to the mass fandom diversion to Merlin (as if there was ever any doubt I would - it has wizards, sorcery, Anthony Head and a dragon). It's a lot funnier than I was expecting, and may explain why I haven't got anywhere with my sg-flyboys fic, having spent today reading Merlin fic instead.
3. Of the good: I have a long femslash plot for SGA. Of the bad: I also have a het plot. I don't write het! At all! And I suspect that it will bring the Rodney lovers to demand my head on a pike, and probably also make the Keller haters think I agree with them. It may also require me to actually watch more than the first minute of Brainstorm. Despite all this, I desperatly want to write it, if only to make up for all the fic that has Keller as some kind of evil witch who's wrecking Rodney's life when he should be with John (because Rodney isn't ever complicit in their relationship, it's all Keller's fault. If SGA were merged with Merlin, she'd be Nimueh).
Actually, both of the ideas require me to watch Brainstorm, and the first one requires the one about the runner, the name of which escapes me. Sigh.
4. Three days from now, I will be home for Christmas, and as badly as Christmas went last year (oh, so very badly, especially considering my faher didn't find out that I came out to my grandmother by letter a few months before. Which, hey, fate's probably saving that for *this* Christmas, so I can uphold my reputation as the bad daughter. Excellent), I don't care because I'm homesick and I miss my mum, and I actually cried at the end of this week's Criminal Minds, which is nothing if not a sign that I need to go home for a few days.
5. I'm off to write about John, Cam and Alex, and snow, and hot chocolate. And possibly make myself hot chocolate to go with it.
*So named for my little sister, who has a tendency to pick out something she wants, take it to the till, and find that it's being sold for about half of what she was expecting to pay.
2. I've succumbed to the mass fandom diversion to Merlin (as if there was ever any doubt I would - it has wizards, sorcery, Anthony Head and a dragon). It's a lot funnier than I was expecting, and may explain why I haven't got anywhere with my sg-flyboys fic, having spent today reading Merlin fic instead.
3. Of the good: I have a long femslash plot for SGA. Of the bad: I also have a het plot. I don't write het! At all! And I suspect that it will bring the Rodney lovers to demand my head on a pike, and probably also make the Keller haters think I agree with them. It may also require me to actually watch more than the first minute of Brainstorm. Despite all this, I desperatly want to write it, if only to make up for all the fic that has Keller as some kind of evil witch who's wrecking Rodney's life when he should be with John (because Rodney isn't ever complicit in their relationship, it's all Keller's fault. If SGA were merged with Merlin, she'd be Nimueh).
Actually, both of the ideas require me to watch Brainstorm, and the first one requires the one about the runner, the name of which escapes me. Sigh.
4. Three days from now, I will be home for Christmas, and as badly as Christmas went last year (oh, so very badly, especially considering my faher didn't find out that I came out to my grandmother by letter a few months before. Which, hey, fate's probably saving that for *this* Christmas, so I can uphold my reputation as the bad daughter. Excellent), I don't care because I'm homesick and I miss my mum, and I actually cried at the end of this week's Criminal Minds, which is nothing if not a sign that I need to go home for a few days.
5. I'm off to write about John, Cam and Alex, and snow, and hot chocolate. And possibly make myself hot chocolate to go with it.