So, Morpheus. Episode two of season 10 of Stargate. At this rate, I should reach the end by, oh, 2019. (Don't these dates sound improbable? Next year it'll be 2010. 2010.)

( To sleep, perchance to DIE OF A BRAIN ANEURYSM BROUGHT ON BY ENORMOUS PARASITES. )

I never did get around to posting about my Christmas, did I? It was good... quiet... I did stuff... Got some nice presents... Met up with friends (including shinysilvergrl, visiting from across the Pond, yay!)... Became a fan of Oucho the cactus... Baked bread... Watched some Stargate... Wrote some stuff...

Yeah, that's about it. It was very nice.

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New comms / ficathon things that are SO TEMPTING ME DESPITE EVERYTHING I'VE EVER SAID ABOUT FICATHONS AND ALL THE STUFF I'VE STILL NOT FINISHED OMG: alchemy_of_4, a prompts comm, with tables of four things (so moreish), and dayofindulgence, a ficathon comm for writing that completely indulgent fic with all those clichés that you've always secretly loved, all to be posted on the 25th Feb.

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( Have a sexy picture. )