The penguins have me.

[trinityofone]

Last night I dreamt that John Sheppard was being attacked by an evil penguin. He fought it off with a fireplace poker, but its flesh was too rubbery and the tip kept bouncing off. Also, it talked. Its voice and mannerisms were similar to those of Joe Pesci or maybe Danny DeVito--all it needed was a cigar to chomp between its beak.

Thus, fandom has offically driven me insane.

*thinks* I'm just going to go with it. Is that cool with everybody?

Further evidence of insanity: monanotlisa made me this truly awesome icon. *points* See? It's John and Rodney and the Trinity College Campanile! Coolness, no? Except I had to comment and say:

Now I want to write AU John-and-Rodney-at-Trinity fic. Which is just so, so wrong.

At which point tzeentch (who's never even watched the show!) had to step in and utter the fateful words: I would read that.

So no, I am absolutely not trying to think of plausible reasons for them to be in Dublin, thank you for asking.

Speaking of wackiness in general, here's my favorite snippet of overheard conversation today:

A group of very emo Irish boys is standing outside the Arts Building, talking and smoking and huddling against the rain.

Very Emo Irish Boy: Right, but at least I have a lesbian backup band.

I have no idea what this means, but it is AWESOME. This is totally going to become one of the phrases I try to slip into casual conversation, hoping that they'll catch on, which of course they never, ever do. My previous neglected favorite is:

"Jim Morrison, that's another Thanksgiving you've ruined!"

...which was one of Meg Ryan's lines from The Doors, and no, I have never seen The Doors (although I have seen Morrison's disappointingly un-vandalized grave), but I read that line in a magazine and yes, it was LOVE. Love, I tell you!

Now it's only a few more hours until I can eat...

ilgattopardo's M&S Meal of the Day

"Thai Laksa Noodle Soup with Chicken."

Hm. M&S's noodle soups are usually quite good, but I've never had this kind before. I am positively quivering with excitement. I bet you can feel the seismic disruption in distant places across the globe. If Los Angeles experiences an earthquake today, yep, that was me.

Comments

[whiskeypants.livejournal.com]

rodney is an emo boy with a lesbian backup band. john wants to party on his last night before he joins the army. wackiness ensues.

[wychwood]

So no, I am absolutely not trying to think of plausible reasons for them to be in Dublin, thank you for asking.

*raised eyebrow*
How plausible are we talking, here? *g* Also, do they have to be students?

Maybe Rodney accompanies John to Europe after the siege, because John is bound and determined to visit all the families of the dead soldiers - and one of the men who died was from Ireland, It is a multi-national force, after all. And while they're there, Rodney wants to see his old tutor, Professor O'Donnell, who is now head of the physics department at Trinity.

Or: Rodney did a JYA year (do they do that in Canada? Did Rodney go to university in Canada, for that matter?) at Trinity, and John was, um, backpacking around Europe. They meet in some comical fashion, and wackiness (as psychopepsquad says) ensues.

Or: Aliens give them freaky drugs, and make them think they are back on Earth! For some reason, they end up in "Trinity". More wackiness.

*smokes some more crack*

[dizzyditz.livejournal.com]

Anna, what are you doing for Christmas vacation?

[violin-road.livejournal.com]

... Note to self: if ever you're in a band, call it The Lesbian Back-up Band.

[tanizard.livejournal.com]

NNNNGH.

So no, I am absolutely not trying to think of plausible reasons for them to be in Dublin, thank you for asking.

For the past few days, sayafterme and myself have been trying to think of plausible reasons to end up with an SG:A/Westlife crossover.

Failing that, we'll take crack!reasons, so if you think of anything, let us know, yeah?

(Also, hi, and, shit. The greeting's supposed to go at the beginning, isn't it.)