My body hates me, and other ramblings.
Seriously. I feel like I got run over by a mack truck. My shoulders are on fire. Or rather, I feel like someone smashed a railroad spike through my shoulder. And my hips have gone all wonky. And I haven't been sleeping well, because my bed isn't that great, and I'm generally unhappy with my life. Not to mention the three page paper I have to write by tuesday. Shitty. And I hate candy commercials. Or commercials for anthing tasty.
Also, I really need to stop watching Stargate and reading Stargate fics. And similarly with NCIS. Becasue the characters I currently have in my head: Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, L.J. Gibbs, and Tony DiNozzo. And O'Neill and Gibbs are arguing. Which, thinking about it, would explain the splitting headache I've had.
Admitedly, it started out being fairly amusing having 2 alpha males trying to outdo each other in my head, especially when Daniel tried to get Jack to leave things alone. Tony was just amused. But now, I really just wish they would stop. But Daniel's given up, and Tony is occasionally egging them on.
Really, I should just take it easy on the crime dramas. Because certain characters stick with me. And turn into my muses. My roomie is constantly calling me a geek, which I can't deny. Although, the last time, it wasn't for CSI, or CSI: NY, or NCIS, or even Stargate. It was for watching Sanctuary. Admittedly, I was watching a marathon on SyFy, but I was doing other things.
I think I'm done now.