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I am so tired. Just. It's impossible to think hard enough to get at any emotion beyond that because I am just so tired.

Many many dreams involving Rodney McKay last night. There was a very young Rodney doing some sort of dancing competition with Katie Brown, and there was laughter at Daniel Jackson in a walrus moustache, and there was me squishing neenie and squealing madly about the bit in the show where Rodney TTLY MADE A KISSY FACE AT JOHN OMG. I have no idea. My favourite dream for sheer random was I am convinced when I was actually still awake and thinking about an original story idea I have. It involved John Sheppard being a trapeze artist and some random girl eating fire and then both of them being consumed by lava which poured in through the door of the big top. WHAT?

Suspect I am stressing about all the things that I can see building up and getting out of control around me, but which I am just too tired to deal with.

Wstfgl.

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Oo, can I audition as the Random Circus Freak (possibly with super powers)? I will mutter whatever subliminal messages you deem appropriate into Sheppard's ear. Carve them on the trapeze. Whatever. Prior to being... consumed by lava.

Okay, maybe we can skip that part. *clings*