*pathetic whimper*

[trinityofone]

I hate today today. I am not going to go into the reasons I hate today today—let me just say that they are copious. Legion, even. They involve such fun things as random, completely out-of-the-blue stomach flu/food poisoning/who knows the fuck what, and going to Boots to get something to help ease said who knows the fuck what, and forgetting your wallet, and having to go all the way back home and do it again. TODAY IS NOT MY FRIEND.

So please: if you have something nice to tell me? Something fun to show me? Something shiny to distract me with? Today would be an excellent day to whip it out. I really, really, really need distraction; if I could, I would curl up in a ball and do nothing, but my brain gets bored even when my body is wasted. Please occupy it. Or else I think I'm going to start having to poke through siriaeve's SG-1 DVDs again.

Please to bring the amusement and the porn. Thank you.

ETA: Aww, fuck it. I want to be writing. Gimme drabble prompts--SGA only, please.

Comments

[emrinalexander.livejournal.com]

I hope the rest of the day/weekend is a thousand times better for you!

Drabble prompts...hmm..

OK -

Professor John Sheppard meets his new research/teaching assistant, grad student Rodney McKay and it isn't exactly love at first sight...

Office Hours II

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

(I've already started a Professor AU, and I thought you might be interested in something from that universe. McKay's an undergrad, but...

This is a continuation from the drabble I wrote for mizz_destiny, above. Twofer? Kinda?)

“There’s something I want to discuss with you,” McKay said.

John sighed; it was only the first week. “Sorry,” he said, “but twenty pages is the department’s requirement, not—”

McKay laughed. “Twenty pages? Please. I could write that in my sleep. I’m not here to talk about requirements, Professor.” McKay leaned forward. “I’m here to discuss Mulciber Rising.”

John choked on his coffee. “You read my novel?” No one had read his novel.

“Of course,” said McKay. “I don’t enroll in a class without a reason.”

Funny; John taught it without one. But maybe: maybe that was about to change.

Re: Office Hours II

[emrinalexander.livejournal.com]

You know, this is perfect - absolutely! Rodney as a Lit Major would be just as intense, workaholic and detailed as he would either in Music or one of the hard sciences! I just hope John is up to answering questions about his novel, because God help him if he isn't, Rodney will skewer him with his brain.

(If you wanted to write some more, that would be lovely *G*...)

Re: Office Hours II

[emrinalexander.livejournal.com]

OH! Just read the small print in your comment above! This is something from your Prof. Sheppard universe YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: Office Hours II

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'm glad you like it! It's going to be a real story--I have 1,500 words, and a vague plot, and yeah. I want to write this. Feel free to keep poking me so that I do. *g*

Re: Office Hours II

[mizz_destiny]

I will poke too!!!

*poke*poke*poke*