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sga_art! It's a new comm. for (SGA-only, subject to change) large art pieces (wallpaper, vids, traditional art... anything except icons), which have never really had one central home, but have been scattered across noticeboards and multiple-use communities. My presence on the mod list is strictly decorative... ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
summertea has been the organizing force behind it. So, yis, go check it out!
.seven things! Oh man. It's cold, grey, I have cramps, I'm still tired, still unable to write (anything), I do not want to go to this colloquium tomorrow, I hate that there will be a foot of snow on my car to brush off, and I just want to stay home and wish I had SciFi so I can watch John be pretty and angsty.
That's almost seven things about me, but probably not a remotely interesting seven. Like any of the following are interesting, but maybe speaking relatively, and anyway,chebonne asked.
( are there even 7 things about me? )
.Outcast! I have to share this, because... I mean, well, how can I not?
( Outcast spoilers! )
.next meme! Ask me for a fannish opinion, in any fandom I've ever shown any interest in. Ask about a character, a plot point, for speculation. Ask me about some meta issue, whatever. I'm [mostly] fearless.
.songs! a song that weirdly reminds me of John and Rodney, if only for the line "Can't nobody love me like you love me," which is very true of them, I think. Also, I think Rodney would appreciate the dexterity required for the pedal guitar: Robert Randolph & The Family Band's Nobodysoul, and while we're at it, John Mayer's Gravity, which is kind of John-like, even though Mayer is but a wee young thing.
.links! YAY. My day got much better when I was finally able to readsheafrotherdon's always perfect Iowa AU, in the form of its brand-new installment The Ballad of the Lincoln Cafe, and then there is siriaeve's latest installment to Nantucket, Size M, 100% cotton, which is about soft, over-washed, slightly shrunken t-shirts and the boys who wear them.
sga_art! It's a new comm. for (SGA-only, subject to change) large art pieces (wallpaper, vids, traditional art... anything except icons), which have never really had one central home, but have been scattered across noticeboards and multiple-use communities. My presence on the mod list is strictly decorative... summertea has been the organizing force behind it. So, yis, go check it out!.seven things! Oh man. It's cold, grey, I have cramps, I'm still tired, still unable to write (anything), I do not want to go to this colloquium tomorrow, I hate that there will be a foot of snow on my car to brush off, and I just want to stay home and wish I had SciFi so I can watch John be pretty and angsty.
That's almost seven things about me, but probably not a remotely interesting seven. Like any of the following are interesting, but maybe speaking relatively, and anyway,
chebonne asked.( are there even 7 things about me? )
.Outcast! I have to share this, because... I mean, well, how can I not?
( Outcast spoilers! )
.next meme! Ask me for a fannish opinion, in any fandom I've ever shown any interest in. Ask about a character, a plot point, for speculation. Ask me about some meta issue, whatever. I'm [mostly] fearless.
.songs! a song that weirdly reminds me of John and Rodney, if only for the line "Can't nobody love me like you love me," which is very true of them, I think. Also, I think Rodney would appreciate the dexterity required for the pedal guitar: Robert Randolph & The Family Band's Nobodysoul, and while we're at it, John Mayer's Gravity, which is kind of John-like, even though Mayer is but a wee young thing.
.links! YAY. My day got much better when I was finally able to read
sheafrotherdon's always perfect Iowa AU, in the form of its brand-new installment The Ballad of the Lincoln Cafe, and then there is siriaeve's latest installment to Nantucket, Size M, 100% cotton, which is about soft, over-washed, slightly shrunken t-shirts and the boys who wear them.
