[i am the heart that you call home]
with regards to the remixing without permission kerfuffle on sga_flashfic earlier this week: you are more than welcome to remix, riff on, bend, fold, staple, spindle or mutilate any of my stories, but the caveats are these: i think asking permission is the polite thing to do, but i can't make you do anything you don't want to; i'd like you to give me credit for the original idea; and i'd like you to link me to your final product so i can see what you did, because i am a nosy attention whore like that. otherwise: spindle away. i don't even know what that means, but if you want to do it, have at it.
(on the other hand: please do not archive my fanfiction or my livejournal posts anywhere. there's a reason i stopped archiving anywhere but livejournal and my site after i left the buffy fandom, and it's because i'm a control freak.)
with regards to work eating my face: it is, although i think - crossing my fingers and sending a plea to the gods of please-don't-let-me-flunk-out-of-school - it's about to finally let up. regardless, i took the morning off, because i've worked more than my paid hours every day for the last month, and i sat at home and wrote and meandered on over to campus when i damn well felt like it. (and then spent an hour running around, trying to deal with the results of having been granted residency, but that's neither here nor there, and remains frustratingly unsettled with the finaid office.) there won't be another day this semester where i can do this, but damn, it felt good today.
with regards to filling my journal up with content despite the fact that i have nothing to say: a meme. stolen from zeplum most recently, which means sometime last week, because i am nothing if not behind the times. three lines from each of my current works-in-progress.
chicago is so two years ago
"That the way you talk to all your partners?" Vecchio said. "No wonder Fraser ran back to Canada."
Ray ground his cigarette out and gritted his teeth before he turned. "I swear to God, Vecchio, I will punch you right in the mouth if you say another word about Fraser."
Vecchio put his hands up, surrendering. "Geez, sorry, Stanley, didn't realize it was such a bad break-up."
we were never good soldiers (or very good fighters)
"If anything happens to you or the baby," John tried again, "Ronon would eat me for lunch."
Teyla raised an eyebrow.
"Ronon, make her go back to her quarters and see that she stays there," John said, in his best I'm-the-military-commander-of-Atlantis voice, the one that no one actually listened to unless death was on the line.
i got soul but i'm not a soldier
"This ain't home, Colonel," Lorne had said from the other end of the table, but John had hardly heard him. Rodney had clearly expected John to say something else, say, Yeah, wish I'd stuck around for all that glowy squid sex, or God, escape you, McKay? Sign me up, and he was staring at John across the table with pupils blown wide and fork hanging in the air, halfway to his mouth and gravy dripping back down to his plate from that week's mystery meat.
"Close enough," John had said, and Rodney had grinned at him.
cover our subways with inscriptions
Cameron got to the woman first. When Landry stepped onto the ramp and walked up to stand over Cam, Cam had his fingers on her wrist. "She's dead, sir," Cam said.
"Do you know her?" Landry asked.
"No, sir," Cameron said. "I've never seen her before in my life."
there's a girl going crazy about you (and i'm not far behind)
Everyone on base knew that Jackson was sleeping with Vala - the extent of the discussion Cam had with Jackson about it had gone like this: Cam said, "Don't let this mess up the team," and Jackson said, cryptically, "It didn't before, did it?" - but Cam didn't see why this meant that they got to make out like teenagers in the backseat of his car, especially since Cameron wasn't getting laid and hadn't gotten laid in months.
Jackson was drunk, at least, but Cam was pretty sure that Vala was indulging Jackson's stupid hormones just to get to Cameron. She kept meeting his eyes in the rear view mirror and smirking, and Cam hadn't known that you could smirk and kiss at the same time, but if anybody could, it would be Vala.
feel free to ask about any of the stories, asb and sid and pru will vouch for the fact that i enjoy, am thrilled, to talk about all of my stories. in fact if asked about any of them, i will often go on at great length, much to the irritation of the person who asked.
with regards to the best thing i learned this week: ben browder's full name is ROBERT BENEDIC BROWDER. *falls over in hysterics*
with regards to everything else: i am going to go hide at my desk at job#2 and watch sg-1 on the laptop now.
(on the other hand: please do not archive my fanfiction or my livejournal posts anywhere. there's a reason i stopped archiving anywhere but livejournal and my site after i left the buffy fandom, and it's because i'm a control freak.)
with regards to work eating my face: it is, although i think - crossing my fingers and sending a plea to the gods of please-don't-let-me-flunk-out-of-school - it's about to finally let up. regardless, i took the morning off, because i've worked more than my paid hours every day for the last month, and i sat at home and wrote and meandered on over to campus when i damn well felt like it. (and then spent an hour running around, trying to deal with the results of having been granted residency, but that's neither here nor there, and remains frustratingly unsettled with the finaid office.) there won't be another day this semester where i can do this, but damn, it felt good today.
with regards to filling my journal up with content despite the fact that i have nothing to say: a meme. stolen from zeplum most recently, which means sometime last week, because i am nothing if not behind the times. three lines from each of my current works-in-progress.
chicago is so two years ago
"That the way you talk to all your partners?" Vecchio said. "No wonder Fraser ran back to Canada."
Ray ground his cigarette out and gritted his teeth before he turned. "I swear to God, Vecchio, I will punch you right in the mouth if you say another word about Fraser."
Vecchio put his hands up, surrendering. "Geez, sorry, Stanley, didn't realize it was such a bad break-up."
we were never good soldiers (or very good fighters)
"If anything happens to you or the baby," John tried again, "Ronon would eat me for lunch."
Teyla raised an eyebrow.
"Ronon, make her go back to her quarters and see that she stays there," John said, in his best I'm-the-military-commander-of-Atlantis voice, the one that no one actually listened to unless death was on the line.
i got soul but i'm not a soldier
"This ain't home, Colonel," Lorne had said from the other end of the table, but John had hardly heard him. Rodney had clearly expected John to say something else, say, Yeah, wish I'd stuck around for all that glowy squid sex, or God, escape you, McKay? Sign me up, and he was staring at John across the table with pupils blown wide and fork hanging in the air, halfway to his mouth and gravy dripping back down to his plate from that week's mystery meat.
"Close enough," John had said, and Rodney had grinned at him.
cover our subways with inscriptions
Cameron got to the woman first. When Landry stepped onto the ramp and walked up to stand over Cam, Cam had his fingers on her wrist. "She's dead, sir," Cam said.
"Do you know her?" Landry asked.
"No, sir," Cameron said. "I've never seen her before in my life."
there's a girl going crazy about you (and i'm not far behind)
Everyone on base knew that Jackson was sleeping with Vala - the extent of the discussion Cam had with Jackson about it had gone like this: Cam said, "Don't let this mess up the team," and Jackson said, cryptically, "It didn't before, did it?" - but Cam didn't see why this meant that they got to make out like teenagers in the backseat of his car, especially since Cameron wasn't getting laid and hadn't gotten laid in months.
Jackson was drunk, at least, but Cam was pretty sure that Vala was indulging Jackson's stupid hormones just to get to Cameron. She kept meeting his eyes in the rear view mirror and smirking, and Cam hadn't known that you could smirk and kiss at the same time, but if anybody could, it would be Vala.
feel free to ask about any of the stories, asb and sid and pru will vouch for the fact that i enjoy, am thrilled, to talk about all of my stories. in fact if asked about any of them, i will often go on at great length, much to the irritation of the person who asked.
with regards to the best thing i learned this week: ben browder's full name is ROBERT BENEDIC BROWDER. *falls over in hysterics*
with regards to everything else: i am going to go hide at my desk at job#2 and watch sg-1 on the laptop now.