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As is Always The Way, yesterday I wanted to skip school because I was nervous about teaching the year 11s, today I have to skip school despite wanting to teach the year 11s. SULK. I think I've eaten a rancid donkey or something - accidentally, in my sleep - because this Just Ain't Healthy. Happily, my doctor's appointment's not until this afternoon, so I can get back into bed and decompose in sleep for a few more hours.

Bleurgh.

Ah, well. Excuse to catch up some more on what Dean and little Sammy are doing.

"Only he gets to call me that."

Oh boys.

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Perfect circumstance: I'm officially sick, and my season 3 Atlantis got delivered today. Bootiful, right? Right? Except I actually feel too sick to watch it. Holy crap, maybe this is more serious than I thought!

XD

*squishes back to bed*

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As I say this, please remember I've only seen up to Houses of the Holy so please don't spoil me for anything beyond there, 'k?

The thing about Supernatural that gets me - well, there were two things, actually, but the second thing has been dealt with over the past few episodes and added an entirely interesting layer of Peril! to the show, so I'm pleased with that - but the thing that gets me is that Sam and Dean really don't seem to have a conversation outside of what we see on the show.

Frequently the show will end with some kind of dramatic statement and... it's almost as though it's not questioned further. Dean will say something, Sam will look pensive, and then next week they're back in the metallicar and bopping to the hair metal. Now I understand that it is necessary to show exposition in order that the audience can catch up, but really sometimes it's bordering on the Pretty Durned Clunky and that pokes at me a little. 'cos when it comes down to it I really do love this show.

I dunno... there's hideously clunky exposition on Stargate: Atlantis, too, but there're also fragments of conversation and games and indications that these people have lives outside of what they do, and outside of the show, and sometimes I find that kind of hard to believe with the Winchester boys.

Possibly, though, this is something to do with the amount of fanfic I read in SG:A. Haven't got around to SPN, yet; somewhat wary of Wincest.

I use this icon entirely gratuitously, by the way, because I haven't yet found a Winchesters icon I liked, and because Brendan Dean is dorky love.

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I went to the doctor today, and we spoke about various things, and I was completely distracted by the fact that he is, actually, really hot.

Which was a little embarrassing.

I have another appointment for next week, though... :D

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Proving that I am incapable of getting involved with something without ideas for RP, I'm currently fighting off the urge to make one - basically Harvelle's Roadhouse, filled with OC hunters.

*sighs*

It would be SO COOL!

john sheppard = sekrit bandomer

Just got into bed and then had to get out again and caterpillar walk over here - i'm in a sleeping bag - because I got a random idea for a fic where John=Booth and Rodney=Brennan and a body's been found behind a plywood wall that's absolutely caked in posters for albums and gigs and the like and Rodney's saying that no, it's impossible, for the stage of decomposition the body's in it can't have been there for more than three weeks but the posters are inches thick, Sheppard, this wall's been here for years. Except Sheppard notices that the posters that actually cover the join between the plywood and the brick are all recent - he can actually pinpoint almost to the day when the body was put into the wall because of the posters that've been pasted into place. And Rodney's just staring at him, bemused and a little impatient, and tells him that he really wouldn't have started this whole partnership thing if he'd realised that Sheppard was a teenage girl.

'kay, I'mma go back to sleep now before my eyes unglue completely and I lose all the sleep-prep I've done.