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I built you out of nothing...
Feb. 17th, 2004 06:09 pmMy cat has been happy, I think. She's got us to herself, her food to herself... She isn't puking every other day, either, which is, I hope, a good sign. I think my parents were feeding her too much wet cat food. Now she gets more dry.
Seems to work, I think.
The weekend went by quicker than it should have. I feel like I didn't accomplish anything. I didn't, really.
Had an argument with John Crichton on the way home. He's now sulking because I won't write him porn. Aeryn wandered off to blow things up with Sam a while ago. I think Dom and Cally tagged along.
Am reading the newest Jani Killian book. Marya is mentioned in it. Completely disturbed as this is exactly the sort of way I would have stuck her into that universe... She trains one of the lesser boytoys on guns, and is ex-military... *eyes her fictive* She claims to have no knowledge of this.
I highly recommend Jani Killian, btw. First book is Code of Conduct, author: Kristine Smith. She's fab. May pawn these off on Aj when she's up here.
Watched Red Cap last night. It had a beautiful moment between everyone's favourite SoCo lad and Jo. The dog was barking, "What's up with Pongo?" "Someone put viagra on his dog biscuits." "Me, too." And he leers. Damn, that boy is cute. I say we get a lab built in the basement and install him there. He can... inspect mold, or something.
He was eating chocolate hobnobs. Mmm.
Why is it that American cookies just aren't as good?
Oh well.
In other news, Aj has made me write Stargate fic. *shakes fist* I should make you watch Blake's 7!
Speaking of which, anyone have any ideas for pulling episodes off vhs and onto my computer? If I were doing non-linear editing, the nomenclature would be digitising. But it's been five years, for all I know, it's completely different now. *sigh* Oh, to still be irritating Mark at Media Services at FP... I crashed his computers so often.
Bad, me.
Oh! And I've crashed the data entry program at work! Twice!
It's not my fault! I swear it's not!
...really?
Seems to work, I think.
The weekend went by quicker than it should have. I feel like I didn't accomplish anything. I didn't, really.
Had an argument with John Crichton on the way home. He's now sulking because I won't write him porn. Aeryn wandered off to blow things up with Sam a while ago. I think Dom and Cally tagged along.
Am reading the newest Jani Killian book. Marya is mentioned in it. Completely disturbed as this is exactly the sort of way I would have stuck her into that universe... She trains one of the lesser boytoys on guns, and is ex-military... *eyes her fictive* She claims to have no knowledge of this.
I highly recommend Jani Killian, btw. First book is Code of Conduct, author: Kristine Smith. She's fab. May pawn these off on Aj when she's up here.
Watched Red Cap last night. It had a beautiful moment between everyone's favourite SoCo lad and Jo. The dog was barking, "What's up with Pongo?" "Someone put viagra on his dog biscuits." "Me, too." And he leers. Damn, that boy is cute. I say we get a lab built in the basement and install him there. He can... inspect mold, or something.
He was eating chocolate hobnobs. Mmm.
Why is it that American cookies just aren't as good?
Oh well.
In other news, Aj has made me write Stargate fic. *shakes fist* I should make you watch Blake's 7!
Speaking of which, anyone have any ideas for pulling episodes off vhs and onto my computer? If I were doing non-linear editing, the nomenclature would be digitising. But it's been five years, for all I know, it's completely different now. *sigh* Oh, to still be irritating Mark at Media Services at FP... I crashed his computers so often.
Bad, me.
Oh! And I've crashed the data entry program at work! Twice!
It's not my fault! I swear it's not!
...really?
