Oh. Wow.

[trinityofone]

I just realized: with the three essays I turned in today, I've officially written all the papers I'm ever going to write in college.

*speechless*

So, um. What do you think I should do to celebrate?

Comments

[siria]

I would suggest kidnap the Hewlett and force him to do naughty, naughty things.

But Vancouver is far away.

... write porn?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

She should grab the first kinda-look-alike from the street (looking like younger DH counts) and drag him to her bed, perhaps.

[amireal.livejournal.com]

Write porn?

Also.

Oh god.

I am 24 and need to finish that undergraduate degree.

Like seriously.

*SAD*

[angryhamster.livejournal.com]

i don't know you, but i just saw this post on friendsfriends and i wanted to congratulate you anyway. i just went through this same thing last friday, and everyone deserves congrats after something like this. XD

i celebrated by indulging in some guilt-free sleep, but everyone is different. XD

[jcalanthe]

Woo congrats!!

There's a weird sort of convergence here, cuz the first thing I thought when I saw your question was also Porn!

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Apparently I am the only person who thought, BEER!

But porn works too, I suspect.

Better yet, combine them. Porn + beer = Best of Both Worlds.

[etben.livejournal.com]

Well, if you wanted to write desksex, I'd be tickled pink, because I've been craving desksex like nobody's business, but I understand that you're not, actually, a porn-writing machine, there for fandom to use and abuse. Or so they tell me—I am not convinced!

So, yes: one vote for team PORN!

And, you know, congratulations! Rock on with your bad self! (and write porn.)

[mecurtin.livejournal.com]

You knew we were all going to say "porn", right? But I'm sure you need to catch up on sleep, too. So here's my suggestion:

Go to sleep, dream about porny porny McShep action, wake up and write it down.

[farwing.livejournal.com]

Write porn. Also, build a bonfire to burn painful past papers. Congratulations, by the way.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

DRINK!

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

FECK! GIRLS! [/Father Jack]

[(Anonymous)]

Ah-ha, well , you see, you're assuming that you won't be doing a masters, which is basically the same as undergrad, just with MORE papers. Bitter, moi?

Also, well done! Have a beer. Or a cup of tea. Or whatever your preferred tipple is these days.

Also also, I'll be home from the fourteenth to the twentieth, or thereabouts. See you then?

[inthekeyofd.livejournal.com]

Congratulations!!!

Celebrate--go out and have some fun.

or

You could write some smoking hot story with John sitting in a chair and Rodney touching him, maybe a little friction going on too..*smile*

[amireal.livejournal.com]

Rodney is about three minutes away from completely trashing his computer and charging the new one on the SGC, even though his bank account humps other bank accounts like bunnies while he's away in another universe saving humanity as he knew it.

It's the principle of the thing after all.

But at about three minutes to death, destruction and mayhem, there's a sloppy knock at his door. Sloppy because he can hear the attempt at rythmn and it's spectacular failed attempt.

"What?" He asks before the door is even open, only to stop when he realizes it's Sheppard, dressed in in class A's, smiling -- that's sloppy too -- leaning casually on the door frame.

"So I asked myself," Sheppard says as he pushes his way past Rodney and into the apartment, "what does one do when one receives a degree from an institute of higher education."

"Beer and sex." Rodney says automatically. Anyone who's ever spent three weeks writing a senior thesis with their brains leaking out of their ears in an effort to directly *swim* in the nearby coffee knows that.

"Yep." John nods, flipping his hat off. "That's what I figured. Here," he tosses a six pack at Rodney, who almost misses catching it completely. Only, beer, so he makes an extra effort and succeeds in saving it from a fate worse than death. Waste.

"Wait a minute," Rodney narrows his eyes, ignoreing that Sheppard is now without a jacket and the shirt manages to look rumpled and starched all at once and that it stretches nicely over his chest. "Degree?"

"Yep!" Sheppard undoes his tie. "I went to atlantis ABD."

Rodney blinks. Thinks about how unshocked he actually is and carefully puts the beer down. "Wait, have you never heard of peer review?" Because seriously, who waits to get their thesis defense over when they don't have to. He looks at Sheppard, who's now undoing his cuffs. Right. Insane idiots who like to fly.

"No way in hell was I going to make you my thesis advisor." Sheppard says now mostly unbuttoned and stalking towards him.

"Well," Rodney shrugs, swallowing nervously, "I suppose I understand. My enourmous intellect is probably pretty daun-- mmmphpp!!"

Tongue. In his mouth. Sheppard's tongue and-- wait.

Sex and beer.

Sex and beer *and* a post doctoral degree. In fact, Sheppard was probably strung out and pretty high on various chemicals, both artifical and not and really deserved sex. And Rodney, Rodney more than anyone probably understood the entire quandry. About four times over actually.

So yeah. Sex.

But first--

He reaches for the six pack.

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeeee! Porn on top of porn! My cup runneth over!

Mmm, and John's (certified!) smarts are hot. As is him in a tie, especially one that's being undone. *g*

They know how to celebrate, those boys. *toasts them* *hugs you*

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

When I was in your position, I fell over and slept for two days. But you should do something more fun. :)

Congrats!

[wychwood]

Well, since everyone else beat me to my stunningly original suggestion of "write porn!", which you were totally asking for... I shall say "have some chocolate and write porn and watch a trashy film, or something" :)

(And huzzah!)

[zoerayne]

Oh, man. You make me feel both terribly old and terribly unaccomplished, as at nearly 37 I haven't finished up my BS yet. *looks at that sentence and giggles* You know what I mean, right?

And did you ever have any doubt that we'd all say, "Write porn"? I didn't think so. *g*

[emidala.livejournal.com]

get smashed! buy shoes! make a cake and give it to a homeless person! go to paris!

[ashfae.livejournal.com]

Write fanfic. Duh. *gryn*

[turtlespeaks.livejournal.com]

Enjoy an good drink, dance around the room, and possibly cry with joy on some friends?

:)

Congrats BTW, great job on that!

[spazatron.livejournal.com]

Ooh! You could write my papers for me. That would be fun, right?

Kidding, of course. I'm just going to be boring and say drink yourself stupid.

Incidentally, when are you coming home? I should know this, but...well, I don't.

[jetspeaks.livejournal.com]

Well, I applied to graduate school so I could have a really, really big paper hanging over my head, but I don't necessarily recommend doing that before the getting-drunk part. Also, because everyone else said it, I must say: PORN!!!

And beer. And chocolate. And more porn. Rinse and repeat.

[stillane.livejournal.com]

Depends. Is it too cold to be naked where you are?


Congratulations, by the way :>

[daraq.livejournal.com]

Congratulations! Have a wonderful time with whatever you decide to do.

[lordelessar.livejournal.com]

Hey A, you should get out of the house and travel all the places you'd like to see. Or go seduce all those Irish boys and grad students you've been meaning to get with. ;-)

But if you don't have any more papers, what the heck are you gonna do for the rest of the semester? Do you have tests or something?

[no-detective.livejournal.com]

CONGRATULATIONS!!!

I suggest that you grab a bottle of something celebratory and find that hot tutor of yours. *g*

[duskyfox.livejournal.com]

I am both happy for you and quite jealous of you.

I would suggest porn, alcohol, being a bum, or any combination of the three.

You could ask yourself "what would Rodney do?" Even if it's the exact opposite of what you want to be doing, you'll probably be amused by the answer.

[3jane.livejournal.com]

You should apply to grad school. Obviously.