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fic rec [SGA], and that photo meme
fic rec:
Breaking Up in Three Easy Clichés by
xparrot
McKay/Keller; PG; spoilers for "The Last Man" and "The Shrine"; ~3,300 words
Xparrot says in the story notes that she doesn't like this pairing much and wrote this fic to come to terms with it; you couldn't tell from reading the story. As someone who does like the pairing, I'll be thrilled if the canon writers can pull off writing a relationship this believable and respectful to the characters.
gakked from all over my friends list: photo meme (Because I just bought a new camera)
# Take a picture of yourself RIGHT NOW.
# Don’t change your clothes, don’t fix your hair … just take a picture.
# Post that picture with NO editing.
# Post these instructions with your picture.
(The hair actually always looks like this.)
linkage: McCain: The Mavericking Maverick Mavericks More
The story of an aging warrior, dragging himself from a restful retirement to fight once more: possibly senile, definitely psychotic, obsessed with reclaiming past glories with no thought to the consequences.
Photos of McCain with caps from Frank Miller's The Dark Knight Returns. Oddly fitting. Very funny (in a rather chilling way).
Back at work as of now, I guess. Well, after I hit 'post' I am. I spent a large part of last week prettying up the apartment while my roommate was on vacation. Cleaning, painting my room, cleaning some more, chasing the damn moths out of the kitchen*, doing eight loads of laundry, cleaning. I even picked flowers for the kitchen table. :) Now I know why our apartment normally doesn't look really really nice: if you want a really really nice looking apartment, it's a full-time job.
I finally found the main moth headquarters in a glass that used to contain only Kellog's Smacks, but now looked more like the dinner du jour on a very special episode of Fear Factor. It was so gross that I was almost too fascinated to be grossed out. Now, with that... thing removed, I hope we can finally get that moth problem under control that started years ago with an innocent package of muesli.
Breaking Up in Three Easy Clichés by
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McKay/Keller; PG; spoilers for "The Last Man" and "The Shrine"; ~3,300 words
Xparrot says in the story notes that she doesn't like this pairing much and wrote this fic to come to terms with it; you couldn't tell from reading the story. As someone who does like the pairing, I'll be thrilled if the canon writers can pull off writing a relationship this believable and respectful to the characters.
gakked from all over my friends list: photo meme (Because I just bought a new camera)
# Take a picture of yourself RIGHT NOW.
# Don’t change your clothes, don’t fix your hair … just take a picture.
# Post that picture with NO editing.
# Post these instructions with your picture.
linkage: McCain: The Mavericking Maverick Mavericks More
The story of an aging warrior, dragging himself from a restful retirement to fight once more: possibly senile, definitely psychotic, obsessed with reclaiming past glories with no thought to the consequences.
Photos of McCain with caps from Frank Miller's The Dark Knight Returns. Oddly fitting. Very funny (in a rather chilling way).
Back at work as of now, I guess. Well, after I hit 'post' I am. I spent a large part of last week prettying up the apartment while my roommate was on vacation. Cleaning, painting my room, cleaning some more, chasing the damn moths out of the kitchen*, doing eight loads of laundry, cleaning. I even picked flowers for the kitchen table. :) Now I know why our apartment normally doesn't look really really nice: if you want a really really nice looking apartment, it's a full-time job.
I finally found the main moth headquarters in a glass that used to contain only Kellog's Smacks, but now looked more like the dinner du jour on a very special episode of Fear Factor. It was so gross that I was almost too fascinated to be grossed out. Now, with that... thing removed, I hope we can finally get that moth problem under control that started years ago with an innocent package of muesli.
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lol
And it's practical, too. When I came back from vacation I couldn't find my hairbrush for three days, and you could barely see a difference. Heh.
Seriously, I like it like this and it takes zero work to maintain. As a kid, my mom used to cut my hair extremely short. Looked fugly. *shudders* As a kid I rather wanted to be a boy, but not an ugly boy. So when I was 15, I declared that no one was allowed to cut that hair but me. I still don't let anybody else near it.
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BTW, your hair reminds me of Zelenka's somehow...
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Huh, I thought black tea was one of the few things they don't infest. I'm gonna have to check those boxes, too.
I keep almost all my food stuffs in closed jars and I try to check regularly, and yet they are *still there*
We keep a lot of stuff in jars that shut tightly, and they still get in there. I even had to throw out a few packets of almonds and other things that were still sealed. Maybe they gnaw tiny holes through the plastic?
Those traps sound like a good idea, I'll try that, too. I'm pretty sure I didn't get them all, and the population bounces back freakishly fast.
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And the traps really helped me. The ones I bought last about six weeks and one is sufficient for a whole room, so no hassle with having to put one in every cabinet. I have now the second set, and there are fewer moths caught on these than on the previous ones and I don't see adult moths fluttering around every evening anymore either.
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Is it bad? that I could remember practically all the pages from where the dialogs came from. Sadly enough I find the stories he created afterwards, are more a satirical joke over his own writing style.
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I bought the first book of his followup story to the Dark Night, but I was turned off by the gharish computer coloring that ruined his inkwork. The first part was colored so beautifully, it's a shame. I can't even comment on the story, I couldn't get past the coloring.
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I first went to rinse out my mug, having accidentally left some dregs in it from Thursday afternoon.
I noticed something in it.
It was a mid-sized, drowned *roach*.
The little head was hidden below the coffee line, but the antennae were sticking up.
Yecchh...
FWIW I have never seen a bug of any kind roaming the office.