Feb 26, 2005 14:52
So, thanks to Domino (who is still kinda drooly down in the medlab), I've gotten hooked on Stargate.
This is kind of pathetic, really.
The problem is that now I want to grow up to be Sam Carter. Complete with my own Jack O'Neill to have sex with. *sigh* I mean, I have Ian, and he's wonderful and all. But... I want to have a stargate and things to play with and... Maybe I should just get it over with and join the air force. I'm sure Fury or Bridge could put in a good word for me.
If, say, there really was something like the SG program here.
All of this is pointless commentary because I'm still worried about Domino.
Dylan sent a packet of homework to me, but I think I may apply for the semester off, or something.
I just... don't know. I feel restless.
And Lee thinks I should get my nipples pierced when she gets hers redone.
Yeah... hrm.