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nnyI've lost track of the last time I failed to do this, and I really need a happy and I really want to shape that happy into words, so.
Comment with an icon and I'll attempt to write something around it.
Help me feel less useless/monochrome/invisible, please?
Comment with an icon and I'll attempt to write something around it.
Help me feel less useless/monochrome/invisible, please?
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Date: 2012-02-17 06:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-17 07:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-17 07:25 pm (UTC)I saw this, and I thought "I can do better, I''l change it." BUT I WON'T. It's random!
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Date: 2012-02-17 07:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-17 11:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-18 01:23 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-02-18 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-18 11:50 am (UTC)Rodney rubbed, hard, at his eyes.
"Yes," he said, for the thirteenth time today. "Yes, technically, it is controlled with your mind. No, it is not anything like - " he snapped his fingers impatiently at the annoying British one with the better part of Atlantis' media collection on his hard drive.
"Scanners," Bisley supplied in the subdued tone of one who'd already heard the attached rant.
"No heads exploding?" Lorne asked, his voice aggravatingly deadpan.
"No. It's - " Rodney waved his hands, frustrated. "It's huge, a concentrated beam with power that could potentially knock wraith ships out of the sky and you're making references to frankly terrible film series."
"No more Scanners jokes," Sheppard said, from where he was leaning unhelpfully against the wall. "Got it, McKay."
"Thank you."
"Sounds more like the Care Bears anyway," Sheppard said with a lop sided and frankly infuriating grin.
"I hate you," he said.
Rodney might have forgiven them if, at a crucial point in an attempted invasion, Lorne hadn't leaned closer to where John sat in the chair.
"Care Bear stare, sir," he said, and they nearly lost Atlantis for John's laughing.
This, though? He should have expected it, really. But there are some things no man should have to put up with.
Rodney scrubbed futilely at the cloud someone had scrawled onto the front of one of his blue shirts and swore bloody vengeance.
Possibly heads would explode.
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Date: 2012-02-18 12:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-19 02:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-03 02:10 pm (UTC)Keep to the firs, tread on no leaves, and flee for your life fromPaperback Trees.
Strike no sparks, let nothing burn, for fear of the wrath of the Recent Returns,
And voice not a word, hold your breath, as you make your way past the Checkout Desk.
Almost inside, leaning on Loans, don't overlook the sagacious Tomes
Or a rustle behind; it's best not to look at the fate that awaits from a roaming Book.
Oh foolish traveller, stay silent and still; avoid the Quiets from over the hill.
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Date: 2012-03-07 02:10 am (UTC)