I should, fingers crossed, have broadband by this weekend! Hoorah! *waves farewell to social life*
And I am writing geek!Sam (Carter)/Mac fic, and it was supposed to be to cheer up
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vickyocean, but I haven't yet got it finished, so *hugs* in the meanwhile, hon. But I am writing it, and they're my new never-can-be OTP. I want to write them foreverandeverandever. I must make icons. Also, I have observed that - in real life - I swear like MacGyver. "Gosh darn it!" *g* Stargate remix? What Stargate remix? *whistles innocently*
Also, *eyes FanLib, gets out bargepole* ...Hmm... *looks for longer bargepole* In its favour, though, it's provoked some excellent journalism by bloggers of all species. Fandom rools.
That is all. Ooh, long weekend coming up. Thank goodness.
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Yeah, Mac was a lot of a womanizer. But, y'know, it was a different era. His son was born in *looks it up* 1973. There's an Adam Ant song that really puts me in mind of him - Goody Two-Shoes. "Don't drink, don't smoke / What do you do?" With the implication being that what Adam did do was have sex. A lot.
*happily throws social life over shoulder*
(And Bray'tac is clearly The Man. *g*)