Goddammit, Stargate, stop messing with my mind.

[pepper]

Just took a phone message and emailed it to someone. I felt that there was something subtly wrong with it, but couldn't put my finger on it until I got a 'thanks!' back, and re-read what I'd written: "Unas called..."

Dammit, Stargate! Not now, I'm working.

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[holdouttrout]

Hee. There's a car that's always parked right outside my apartment with the letters "BDU" (I think) in its license plate. Stargate is calling us!

[pepper]

It is! It wants us to spend all our time thinking about it, or writing fanfiction. I would if I could, Stargate, I would if I could!

[holdouttrout]

You know... if we got PAID for it... *grins*

[pepper]

Trouble is, then we'd be professional authors, and be all "Oh noes, people are writing about my characters, they are BREAKING INTERNATIONAL LAW AND MY HEART OMG!!!11!1!", because apparently that's what happens when writing and money collide. *g*

[holdouttrout]

Hah hah! Totes true, I'm sure.

(Actually, if I ever wrote something and found out people wrote FANFICTION about it, I'd be like, "WHEEE I HAVE ARRIVED!" and would zoom around my living room with arms outstretched. And then twirl in place for good measure.

And then go read it. Unless I couldn't legally. Bother!)