I knew there was a reason
When not taking notes this morning, I was inflicting my incredibly, inexplicably whiny and cranky self on
dogeared,
siriaeve, and
amberlynne. There was no immediate (good) reason for whininess and crankiness, except that I just felt like being petulant and immature and annoying, and I probably deserved to be dragged out into the rain and made to stand there until I shaped up.
But. Clearly I was sensing something in the ether.
My school has presumably been processing summer stipend payments ever since summer stipends were instituted, which has presumably been longer than the three years I've been here. So why, WHY I ASK YOU, can't they get it right? Moreover, why can't payroll understand that "Oh, sorry we messed up your stipend paperwork and you weren't paid on the 31st, but if you can wait two weeks we'll pay you double on the 15th" is not an acceptable solution when you ask them to rectify the problem? WHY WHY WHY??? *breaks down in sobs, throws things* ARGH.
This happened last year, and I had to sacrifice a goat to get the morons in payroll to write me a check so I wouldn't bounce my rent. Fortunately for payroll this year, I had enough money in my account to buy the chocolate and eggs I need to make the brownies that I strongly suspect will be the only redeeming part of a stupid day.
However, this shot makes me happy. Maybe spoilery for SGA 5.01. asd;lkjdf;lkjdf Rodney pwns my ovaries.

Um, yes.
aesc WANTS. Wants very very much.
I hereby challenge you to come up with something else redeeming. *retires, grumbling crankily, with chocolate*
But. Clearly I was sensing something in the ether.
My school has presumably been processing summer stipend payments ever since summer stipends were instituted, which has presumably been longer than the three years I've been here. So why, WHY I ASK YOU, can't they get it right? Moreover, why can't payroll understand that "Oh, sorry we messed up your stipend paperwork and you weren't paid on the 31st, but if you can wait two weeks we'll pay you double on the 15th" is not an acceptable solution when you ask them to rectify the problem? WHY WHY WHY??? *breaks down in sobs, throws things* ARGH.
This happened last year, and I had to sacrifice a goat to get the morons in payroll to write me a check so I wouldn't bounce my rent. Fortunately for payroll this year, I had enough money in my account to buy the chocolate and eggs I need to make the brownies that I strongly suspect will be the only redeeming part of a stupid day.
However, this shot makes me happy. Maybe spoilery for SGA 5.01. asd;lkjdf;lkjdf Rodney pwns my ovaries.

Um, yes.
I hereby challenge you to come up with something else redeeming. *retires, grumbling crankily, with chocolate*

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*feeds Rodney some of your brownies and watches him nom contentedly*
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*smacks your payroll office staff around a bit*
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Nnnnnnf. He makes it look good. *desires*
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*sends Rodney your way*
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Rodney all sour faced and tired, it has been a long day and his elbow is totally mini jammed, he can feel it, it won't straighten all the way and so his entire arm feels kind of weird. The food in the mess sucked and it was just a very long day.
Then John comes in and slips off Rodney's socks and slides on these warm boot/slipper things that sort of melt him from the toes up and then John slides his hands up Rodney's slowly untensing calves and thighs until he's stroking casually at his groin, letting his thumbs go back and forth from the inner thigh to his slowly waking erection.
The blowjob he gives Rodney is slow, slow, slow and sweet and by the time John sucks him in, careful and wet, Rodney can't even tense in pleasure he's so bone deeply relaxed.
When he comes, it's with a gentle "oh" and John pulls him through it with tongue and gentle fingers rasping against sensitive skin.
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The fact that John and Rodney's love is so canon (http://winkingstar.livejournal.com/155734.html)?
♥
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Yes, please, that's very nice.
I do think the money gods are having a time at the moment, as my monthly check from my father's estate got eaten up by my husband's incompetence (he wasn't paying attention to his bank account as was about to bounce a check for....1,000 dollars, which just happens to be the exact amount of my check!) So I have absolutely no budget for the month. I have $200. That's it.
He sweeeeears he'll pay me back. Uh huh. ::growls::
I am so mad I could, I could...shoot lasers out of my eyes.
Can I have a brownie?
Redeeming: John Sheppard is also very handsome, and if you concentrate hard enough, you can have John & Rodney feeding you those brownies in bed, and snarking and being sweet and smoochy. It's very nice.
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I am sensing people need to be poxed, Bead.
Redeeming: John Sheppard is also very handsome, and if you concentrate hard enough, you can have John & Rodney feeding you those brownies in bed, and snarking and being sweet and smoochy. It's very nice.
Nnnnnnnnf. *concentrates VERY.HARD.*
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*adds him to Christmas, birthday, and graduation present lists* Oh man, he'd be worth two years of slaving over my dissertation. More than.
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These people in payroll sound particularly dense. You should have Teyla beat them with her sticks, Rodney yell at them when they're down (there could be tears; it would be great), and let Ronon at them with his gun (set to stun). John can stand off to the side, smirking and thinking how awesome his team is.
And then, brownies for one and all!
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Yes, it's quite possible I sat there and stared like a poleaxed idiot for a while.
These people in payroll sound particularly dense. You should have Teyla beat them with her sticks, Rodney yell at them when they're down (there could be tears; it would be great), and let Ronon at them with his gun (set to stun). John can stand off to the side, smirking and thinking how awesome his team is.
That is worth an infinite number of brownies! \o/
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bratman). I totally knew why though - for whatever reason my body decided today would be Extra Low Blood Sugar Day. Stupid pancreas.If only I liked Powerbars and understood math. I could totally be a female McKay then.
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I am more McKay-like in my head, but oh, how I wish I had the courage/lack of filter enough to tell people exactly what I think of them. It would, at least temporarily, make me happy. Like, it would have been nice to explain to the payroll people the depths of their idiocy and not, you know, plead for them to deposit the money NOW, rather than later.
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Now I am trying to find out how to get Rodney shipped to my door :D
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ugh, university admin-I'm home for the day because my uni admin literally gave me a migraine, so I can totally sympathis.
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The memory of Rodney posed with the gun in his hand, looking scared about his eyes but with steady hands made John even harder. The fact that Rodney didn't automatically look to John for backup was hot. John came hard, not admitting to himself that the sound that left his lips might sound like Rodney....
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*offers you chocolates*