Incidentally, I saw an actual chocolate teapot in Selfridges one year. Proper size, fully-functional. Well, aside from the fact that it would, you know, be as useful as a chocolate teapot. I was most impressed. Want to go look at Christmas shops. They're all sparkly. I think I was a magpie in a former life.
Help. I can't stay awake. Must keep writing, stave off sleep.
Need to buy presents. Not in the mood. Mum's birthday tomorrow – I've got her presents, fortunately – birthday and Christmas. Went shopping, two birds, one stone, all that. Apparently my brain has defaulted to clichés.
Can't write fic at the mo. I want to, but there's too much other stuff going on in my head. Busy at work, busy after work, knackered after helping my mum every evening last week and for 8 straight hours on Saturday with some Photoshopping and layout and proofreading stuff. She's doing this project, which I'm to tired to talk about right now, but I might when my brain has rebooted.
These annual leave spreadsheets are making no sense to me whatsoever. I'm not in the mood for dealing with Excel formulae that don't add things up to the same number as they add up to on paper. Why is it doing this to me? Whyyyyy?
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*falls asleep on keyboard*
sg1teamficathonis pretty damn stellar. Yay fic! Yay team!*falls asleep on keyboard*
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I can't seem to get anything accomplished either. I have all these ideas, but working overtime, holiday stuff, and everything else is making it sort of impossible for me to do anything. I can't even seem to get out a lj post about a wacky review I just got on an old fic. Typing and putting together words in a coherent manner seems too much of an effort.
Mostly, I just really want to sit here and do absolutely nothing but sit here listening to and contemplating Shooter Jennings newest album.
Yep. I could do that. Well, not actually that, but I'm in about the frame of mind where I'd like to put some music on and stare at the ceiling for a while, thinking about absolutely nothing whatsoever. I think it'd do me good, actually - I feel like I've been thinking too much lately, you know?
I'm actually pretty good on wine - so long as I remember to eat. Beer always kills me the next day, as do cider or whiskey, but wine or gin are mostly okay, unless I massively overdo it, or drink on an empty stomach, which is just the WORST idea.
Can't... stop... yawning...
*waits patiently for your brain to write more fic*
(also, after my teamfic, I feel desperately in need of giving Sam and Daniel some warm, happy, fluff. May have to play in our crazy universe)
Yay team indeed!
I must post teamfic comments. Loved your fractured fic. Must tell you so. :)
Oh, man, I think Daniel would TOTALLY panic. It is a huge cliche, but that doesn't mean it couldn't be good. But he would freak out - especially at first, especially if it was the first kid.
(I think Sam would then level him and he'd calm down but...there would be freaking)
aw, you just did. thanks!
Daniel would not be happy. I think Sam would be a little freaked out, herself, especially if it's the first one. They'd try to be calm for one another (aww).
But I can't think of a good reason Sam would ever go somewhere remote, with just Daniel, when very pregnant. I don't think the others would let her, for a start. Jack, for a start, knows his cliches, and knows his pet scientists and how much trouble they bring down on themselves. Teal'c would just tell them NO, and be immoveable. Cam and Vala would conspire to make it impossible for them to go.
:)
Oh, no kidding Sam would be a bit freaked about the first one. But I'm just imagining Sam calmly going into labor and telling Daniel and him starting to run around like a headless chicken and her grabbing him and saying very calmly through clenched teeth that he was going to be okay and stay calm and help her through this because if he got her panicked, when it was over she was going to take him out on a sparring mat and smack him.
Hee! They would do that. Though I can also imagine Sam and Daniel being able to get away if they really wanted. (and now I'm picturing, around when Sam hits 8 months, Jack showing up with a suitcase and announcing he's moving in and just all of them being mother hens)
You know, you might be right - Sam and Daniel work well together. Jack, Teal'c, Cam and Vala have tactical and twisty minds, but - cooperative? Aside from Teal'c, not so much. Although I think they'd not manage to get away without at least one stowaway. And Jack can and would call Thor... :)
(yep. they work well together. and they have big brains)
If you do go to the party, I hope you enjoy yourself ^_^ And best of luck getting back into the writing groove.
Do you know what's entirely strange? I went to bed at about 4:30 this morning, got up at quarter to nine, and have actually been completely functional today. Though I've found I can't write a blasted thing at the moment - after 17 pages of lab report in the last 24 hours, I'm all written-out.
I've decided not to go to the party. I'm really not in the mood to be sociable. I'm going to go home and make Welsh Cakes instead. I live such a glam life. *g*
I went to bed at about 4:30 this morning, got up at quarter to nine, and have actually been completely functional today.
*growls at young person*
;)
I like your glam life. And I sympathize with the feeling unsocial thing - it takes effort, dammit!
^^;; I usually don't do things like that. But I figured what the hell, last assignment for the English school system, might as well make an all-nighter marathon of it! The only thing missing was the bowls of snacks and the caffeinated beverages to keep me awake (though surprisingly I managed that quite well on my own...).
Aw, so that's it? It seems like you were only over here briefly. Hope you've enjoyed it. :)
Also
*covets teapot*
I still want that teapot. It was several years ago that I saw it, but I've not forgotten. I did, however, get my dad a complete chocolate toolkit, one year - including nuts and bolts, and a wrench. Heh.
Hope you're feeling better by now...
The idea of a chocolate teapot makes me very happy. Chocolate anything makes me very happy.
The chocolate teapot should come with chocolate teacups, and teaspoons, IMO.
Ooh, I hear The Simpsons calling...
Totally necessary.
*nods decisively*