Love, lift me out of these blues.

[trinityofone]

•I owe several people e-mails, but I'm feeling really icky and anti-social and depressed, so please forgive me for not having gotten back to you yet. However, if you haven't heard from me by tomorrow, please feel free to kick me.

•It's my birthday in 13 days. Ugh.

•I need distraction. Comment with a prompt, and there's a fairly good chance I'll write you a drabble.

•Now to the microwave, away!

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Cowboy AU.

Cowgirl AU.

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also, if you ever want cheering up, I have a folder of pictures called "happiness in photo form" that I am always willing to share. Containing gems such as:

(http://photobucket.com)

And really, what more does anybody need than Statue of Liberty/Justice femslash?

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Haha, that picture is awesome.

The Searchers

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When he thinks about how long they’ve been going at this, it hurts his head: almost as much as his body hurts after days and days in the saddle; so many days, piling up, adding into years.

“You have to stop,” he says, as he’s said. “It’s too late. You can’t save them.” He swallows, white-knuckled, gripping the reins. “After all this time...Sheppard, they may not want to be saved.”

John just looks at him, cold eyes, loading his gun.

“You have to quit this!” Rodney shouts.

John kicks back his spurs.

“That’ll be the day,” he says.

***

Sorry. My brain refused to go to the happy-fun place.